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The hotel was one of the fancy ones along the beach in Kaanapali, and while Brian had seen pictures of the area before, he’d never been, and he was really excited to spend a week here at the pools, rinsing in the ocean, and enjoying walking along the beach path that connected all of the properties.
And the fact that he was here with a gorgeous woman made it all the better.
As they stood in the elevator, Brian took Virginie in. He never tired of looking at her. Her raven hair was always perfectly styled in either a bob that hung neck-length, or was up in some cute, playful style he didn’t even know the names for. It framed her face nicely, which featured high cheek bones, deep brown eyes, sensual lips and that slightly lopsided smile that produced a single dimple on her left side. Despite being 47, her face didn’t look it. She had lines here and there, of course, but in a way that lent her elegance and womanliness. She was the female equivalent of the silver fox, but without, for the most part, the silver. A few gray strands here and there only accentuated her sexiness, and just looking at her made Brian’s crotch tingle.
Her body was voluptuous. Her breasts were D cups — he’d shamelessly asked her at one point — and she had a subtle plumpness to her belly and hips that gave her a sensual, womanly build that Brian frankly couldn’t get enough of. Her legs were firm, and while Brian enjoyed them most when they were wrapped around him, he also enjoyed watching her walk, seeing her calves flex with each step, her slightly olive skin rippling against her muscles. And between them, the patch of coarse hair that had become an instant favorite. She kept it trimmed around the bikini line, but left it to cover the skin not hidden by a bathing suit bottom, and so far, he’d seen it vary in length between a quarter of an inch and half an inch. Some of his friends had always expressed disgust at the thought of a bush, but Brian loved it. He loved going down on her, feeling the hairs against her, and watching his cock diving inside when they came together.
“My eyes are up here,” she said with a giggle, and he looked up, blushing.
“Sorry, just admiring the view,” he said.
She laughed as the elevator dinged and they headed down the hallway to their room. On the way, he reflected on what he had to offer. At 32, he probably carried a couple of extra pounds, but he was fit, and his time as a swimmer in high school and college had helped him develop broad shoulders that were still well-muscled, but in a lean way, not in an obnoxious way. He almost had a visible six-pack, but too much good living kept that just out of reach, and he knew he had a good smile and nice, green eyes that he’d always played to his advantage. And at 6’2″, he was tall enough to never have to feel self-conscious about it without being too tall.
“Here we are,” Virginie said, swiping her keycard and opening the door.
“Holy shit,” Brian said, taking in the room. It was a corner suite, with windows serving as two of the walls, giving a vista of the beach and ocean from one end to the other, as well as the green grass-covered lounging area and pool complex with bars and restaurants down below. To one side of the room was a full kitchen, complete with a full-size refrigerator, a stovetop, an island with barstools and a microwave, and the main space was a living room, with a large couch, flatscreen TV, a table with seating for six, and two rocking chairs. A long table with ethernet and USB ports along one side was enough desk space fo three people to easily work at, and at the far end were two doors.
Brian headed for one of the doors and opened it to reveal a large bedroom with a king bed, a flatscreen TV, a closet with mirrored doors and, of course, another window wall showing off the view. A door led to a bathroom with a shower so big it had a rain head in the center and a standard shower head on each end, along with jets in the wall that presumably shot water out from neck to waist level. A bench ran along one wall, with a shelf above it with full-size bottles of shampoo, conditioner and soap.
The second bedroom had a similarly large bed, closet and bathroom, but instead of a huge shower, along the window wall, it had a jacuzzi tub big enough for four people, and, like all the other window/walls in the suite, a sliding door that opened onto a wraparound balcony complete with chairs, sofas and end tables.
“Is this OK?” Virginie asked.
Brian turned to her, took her in his arms and kissed her, and said, “It’s not quite as nice as I normally go for, but I suppose I can slum it for a week.”
She playfully punched him in the chest, took his hand and led him to the main room, asking him, “So, since you’re being a dick, which bedroom do you want? I wouldn’t want you to catch any diseases consorting with the disgusting women in this slum.”
Brian turned her toward him and kissed her gently, prodding her tongue with his and holding her close as he savored the moment.
“Of course I’m kidding,” he said. “This is fantastic, Ankara bayan escort and had to have cost a fortune. You really shouldn’t have. But thank you.”
She smiled at him longingly. “I wanted this to be special. And I will write it off as a business expense.”
“Public sex on a plane and now tax fraud?” Brian asked in mock shock. “You’re not going to France for a job — you’re running from the law!”
Virginie laughed, then a look of sadness flashed over her at the mention of France and the inevitable separation that would cause.
“Virginie,” he said, clutching her shoulders. “In all seriousness, I really appreciate this, and it’s amazing. But also, if we were in a Motel 6, I’d still be thrilled to be here with you and think it was something special.”
“Well, thank you,” she said, kissing him. “I’d ask if you’re an idiot, but I know you’re serious, and as much as that makes my heart swell, it does actually confirm from that you’re an idiot.”
Brian laughed. “I feel like I want to try out that shower and get clean again. Care to join me?”
She nodded. “Yeah. I got a little dirty on the flight.”
Brian laughed, took her hand and led her to the shower. There was an LCD screen control panel on the wall to operate it, and at first he was overwhelmed by the complexity of operating a goddamn shower, but it was really intuitive, and he was able to set an exact temperature, and even turn on shower head-mounted lights that gave an inviting atmosphere as soon as he turned off the other lights in the room.
“Shall we?” he asked, taking her hand and pulling her toward him, kissing her tenderly and undoing her dress while she pulled his T-shirt up and loosened his pants.
Once they were both naked, he led her into the shower, and they each pumped soap from a large bottle on the shelf, lathering up and rubbing against each other. Of course, his penis sprang to life, and Virginie spent a fair amount of attention on it with her hands as he spent an equal amount of attention on her breasts.
“I want this clean, for later,” she said, grinning.
Brian laughed and turned her around, facing away from him and at the wall of water jets that were shooting out to rinse off her front and, as the changing colors of lights cast by the fixtures cast their ethereal glow in the steamy shower, he began massaging her shoulders.
“Mmmm, this is nice,” she moaned.
He took his time, workings thumbs into her muscles, moving from her shoulders to her neck, up the back of her head, running his hands through her scalp and massaging it, then working back down to her shoulders and continuing down her back.
“I feel like after a flight, and time spent in cramped spaces, you could use this,” Brian said with a grin.
“I should have been bringing you on my travels for years. If only I’d known.”
Brian worked his way down to her lower back, then knelt behind her, kneading the area above her butt with his thumbs, working them into the dimples in the skin there and around them, then lowering to her ass, working to release any pent-up tension in her muscles and, of course, spreading her cheeks from time to time for a view.
Then he carried on to her legs, working away at her hamstrings and her calves, gripping her and loosening her muscles, feeling the tension release as she gave the occasional moan of relaxation.
“Turn around,” he commanded, and she quickly obliged, and he continued to work on her legs, starting around her ankles and studiously keeping his head angled down, denying himself the view of her vagina.
Sliding his hands higher up her calves and then to her quads, he took more time than he probably needed, wanting to draw out the experience for her.
And then his hands were higher, his thumbs brushing just under her vagina, occasionally tickling at the hair as he neared her bush.
Finally, slowly, he ran his thumbs along the fleshy part of her pubic area between her quads and her vagina, brushing at her labia as he continued to massage her, but much more gently now.
Water running off her breasts dripped onto his head, and the water running down between and beside them fell around her belly, with some running down her vagina, dripping down and slicking the hair there. Brian brought his head closer, the water from the overhead rain faucet pelting his forehead, and kissed her lightly on her stomach, then slowly kissed downward as he rubbed his right hand over her vagina.
Slowly, he took her lips in his mouth and slid two fingers inside her, knowing she hadn’t had a full orgasm in the plane, and wanting to bring her one now.
Sucking at her lips and caressing her, he continued to warm her up as he gently caressed her with his tongue, the warm water enveloping his face and her vagina as her hands found his head and she pulled him closer.
“Oh yes,” she moaned as he went to work on her clit. “This is amazing.”
He continued to pleasure her with his mouth, and then he worked his first two fingers around Escort bayan Ankara inside her, feeling her grasping him as he maneuvered around, teasing at her G spot and putting pressure on the sides other opening.
“I don’t know if I can cum standing up,” she moaned.
He continued to go down on her for a few more seconds, then stood, pulled her close to him and held her tight, kissing her long and hard as the water ran over them and his engorged cock pressed against her thigh. Then, with his hands on her shoulders, he moved her to the bench and eased her down into a sitting position on the marble, then gently eased her back against the wall of the shower until she was sitting, facing him with one leg up on the bench and the other spread so her foot was on the floor.
He angled a few of the jet faucets toward her so the warm water continued to run over her body and she wouldn’t get cold, and then he lay down on the bench in front of her and resumed his attention on her.
Thrusting into her with his fingers and licking her clit, he felt her quickly warm back up to where she had been, and as she occasionally flexed her muscles and spasmed with jolts of pleasure, he teased her and refused to take her to the edge.
“I…like…this…” she moaned, running her fingers through his hair and scratching at his shoulders.
He was enjoying himself as well, his tongue exploring her entire pubic area, licking his fingers as he withdrew them, delighting in her scent and her taste before thrusting back inside, working in a rhythm that was bringing her slowly closer to the edge.
As she continued to build toward orgasm, he stuck out his pinkie and gently probed it at her anus as he fingered her vagina with his first two fingers. She stiffened slightly, and he held the pressure firmly, neither pushing further or pulling away, and as she once again relaxed, he slowly gave more pressure and more, until he felt himself slipping inside.
She gave a quick intake of breath, but she didn’t stop him, continuing to tug at his hair and squeeze his shoulder as he entered her deeper with his fingers.
With his pinkie more or less fully in her ass, he kept it there, using it as a pivot for his first two fingers in her pussy, and he went to work more intensely on her clit with his tongue.
She’d been building toward her climax for a long time, and as he ratcheted up his attentions, slurping and flicking her clit, she began to pant and moan, then flex her legs against him.
He continued going down on her, and she brought her foot off the floor and wrapped it over his shoulder, pinioning him to the bench as she arched her back, forcing her pussy hard against his face as he sped up his thrusting and his suckling.
“Oh yes, oh yes oh YEEEEEEEES!” she shouted, bucking her hips with abandon now as he struggled to keep his face in position and began working his hand in and out of her, his pinkie never fully leaving her ass, but sliding in and out faster and faster while he continued to toy with her G spot and her clit.
“FUUUUUCK!” she shouted, her hips thrusting harder and harder, and then she let out a long, loud moan and he felt her spasming, losing all control as she rocked against him, and he sucked and thrusted until she couldn’t take it anymore and released him, her leg and arm sprawling off onto the floor as she sat back, her chest heaving and her face totally slack in full relaxed pleasure.
Brian sucked his first two fingers clean and washed his pinkie off in the water that still ran over them, doing all he could to burn the image in front of him into his mind forever. When she was like this was the only time she was fully out of control, fully vulnerable and fully trusting. He knew it was a rare form of intimacy, and he knelt beside her, brushing her hair out of her face and kissing her forehead gently, before finding her lips and giving her a peck, just brushing his against hers.
“I want to stay like this forever,” she moaned, throwing her arm around his neck and pulling her torso toward him until he was supporting most of her upper body as she buried her face in his neck. He stroked her back and kissed the top of her head.
“Me too,” he said.
It was several long minutes before he slowly released her and she sat up.
Leaving Virginie to dry her hair, Brian placed a quick call and got dressed.
When Virginie emerged from the bathroom in a luscious terrycloth robe, there was a knock on the door.
“Room service,” came the muffled announcement.
Brian was shocked at how fast it had arrived, and he opened the door to a man who wheeled in a tray with a two glasses and a mai tai in a massive pitcher, along with sliced pineapple, macadamia nuts and chocolates.
“Thanks,” Brian said, tipping the man and then smiling at Virginie as she raised an eyebrow. “Oh, don’t worry. I charged it to the room.”
She laughed. “You’re a shit liar, Brian.”
While she got dressed, Brian took the tray out onto the balcony and set it on Bayan escort Ankara the table next to two oversized lounge chairs that faced the sea.
She emerged, wearing a bright blue bikini that complemented her body amazingly, pressing her breasts together and accentuating her ass without being so stringy that it got lost between her cheeks. Over the bottoms, she wore a see-through coverup that was a very light blue in color, and Brian felt himself growing erect, and tried to will himself to relax.
“Here you go, take a seat,” he said, indicating one of the chairs. It was a double-wide, padded lounge chair, with enough room for two.
“This is wonderful, isn’t it?” she said, looking out over the sparkling sea. “Here, join me,” she added, patting the seat next to her.
“Yeah. It’s really amazing,” Brian said, sitting down. “I figured we could watch the sun set and enjoy these drinks and talk about what we want to do this week.”
She snuggled up to him and he put his arm around her.
“So what did you want to do?” she asked.
“Well, other than you, I was thinking maybe the road to Hana, and eating a fish fry in Kihei, and definitely walking along the beach here with you. Maybe some snorkeling?”
“That all sounds great” she said. “I was afraid you’d say you wanted to go surfing, and I’d just say if you want to do that, it’s best for you to do while I’m at my conference. I tried it once years ago and it’s definitely not my thing.”
Brian laughed. “What happened?”
“Let’s just say I spent more time getting tumbled by waves than I did on my board, and I was actually worse at it at the end of the day than when I started.”
“That’s quite an achievement, when you think about it,” he said, finishing his mai tai.
She finished hers, glanced at the pitcher, and, seeing there was just enough left for one more, poured it all into his glass.
“You don’t want to share?” he asked.
“No, she sighed. I want to show you something I am good at, that only gets better the more I do it.”
With that, she stood up, undid her swimsuit coverup and let it fall, then turned around, facing the sea, and untied her top, letting it fall as well. Then, working slowly, she hooked her thumbs into her swimsuit bottoms and eased them down over her hips, bending over in front of him as she slid them down her thighs, showcasing her ass to him, and he reached up and gripped one cheek, spreading it slightly aside so he could see her asshole and pussy lips as she dropped the bikini bottoms to the floor. Then she turned around, grabbed his swimsuit, and pulled down. He lifted his hips, grinning as she made eye contact and slid them off.
“And what’s that?” he asked.
“Just close your eyes, enjoy your drink, and don’t think about anything else,” she said.
Reluctant to shut out the view of Virginie’s nude form in front of him silhouetted by the sinking sun, he nevertheless did as ordered and closed his eyes.
“Good boy,” she said, and he felt the chair cushion shift as she straddled his lower legs and bent forward to take his erect penis in her hand.
Brian sighed with pleasure as he felt her hair brush against his stomach as she kissed him just above his penis, her hand slowly stroking it up and down.
She moved her lips farther down, kissing all around the base of his shaft, flicking it with her tongue and slowly sliding it up and down an inch here and an inch there. Then he felt her lips planted on the side of it, and a slight sucking sound as she kissed him, and then she put her mouth back on the side and ran it up and down while she slowly teased the head of his cock with her fingertips.
“Yeah. You’re really fucking good at this,” Brian said.
“Shhh,” she whispered, and he obeyed. Then, he felt the warmth of her tongue spread out as she licked up and down, up and down, and finally he couldn’t play the “eyes closed” game anymore and opened them to watch her head bobbing up and down, her breasts pressing against his thighs as she once again went to kiss the base of his dick where it emerged from his trimmed hair.
She then spread her tongue flat and drew it up from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, and rotated her head, taking him in her mouth.
“Ooooohhhh yessss,” he moaned, reveling in the wetness and warmth enveloping him.
She looked up and made eye contact, noticing his eyes were no longer closed, and she furrowed her brows, lifting a hand and wagging her finger at him in a “you bad boy” admonishment, but he just grinned back at her.
Stroking him again, she began to bob up and down slightly on him, flicking her tongue left and right and up and down his frenulum, then rotating her head slightly with each bob, which made him tense with pleasure as she hit all the sensitive areas.
“Yeah…just…like…that,” he moaned as she continued to raise and lower her head on him, and he felt her saliva running down his cock in cool rivulets, pooling at the base where her hand was still playing with him.
She pulled off of him a few seconds later, taking a deep breath and smiling at him, then she ran her tongue down his penis and took one of his balls gently in her mouth, sucking and flicking it with her tongue, then moving to the other one, alternately kissing, sucking and licking it while her hand continued to stroke him up and down.
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