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We�d worked up quite an appetite by the
time we got out of the tub, so Charles wrapped himself in the lovely bathrobe
the Hotel provided, and ordered up poached salmon for two from room service.
I put on my new kimono, and Charles
remarked that it bore a striking similarity to one he�d seen in a production of
Madam Butterfly a few years ago. While we ate, we talked about operas
we�d seen and singers we loved to listen to, and Charles made me laugh as he
told me about a particularly disastrous premiere he�d witnessed in New York.
�Know what I really love about opera?� I
said, setting my plate aside when I saw that he�d finished eating.
�Ummm � handsome tenors?� he guessed.
�No.� I stood up and ran a forefinger down
his face from forehead to lips. �All that passion!�
He gave one of his skeptical little
chuckles. �And look where it leads,� he said, taking my hand in his and placing
a kiss on my palm, �It never ends well.�
�True. But everyone has a hell of a good
time while it lasts.�
He smiled. �Would I be correct in thinking
that that sounds suspiciously like a hint?�
�Could be! If you�re up for it?�
He unfastened his bathrobe to prove that he
was, and my kimono ended up on the carpet as we snogged our way back into the
bedroom. We sat on the end of the bed, kissing and fondling each other, each
reaching for hot spots we knew would pleasure the other.
I knew when Charles was ready, because he
nudged me away for a moment, and reached into his bathrobe pocket for a condom
to stroke on, and I took advantage of the brief pause to stand up and adjust
the mirror on the dresser.
�I want to see this,� I said, and stepped
across to straddle his thighs, facing away from him. I watched in the mirror as
Charles guided the tip of his cock into me, and I saw it cram inside as I eased
down onto it. �God, that feels good!� I said, reaching down with one hand to
run a finger around the base of his stem and squeeze his balls.
He sat up close behind me, wrapped his arms
around me and gently kneaded my breasts as I jiggled up and down on him,
reveling in the feel and sight of his massive erection going in and out of me
as I moved. He slid a hand down to finger me, and I arched back against him and
opened my mouth, groaning and jerking in ecstasy. I reached for him, blindly,
and pulled his mouth onto mine, feeling his tongue probe deep in my throat, an
intensely erotic sensation when coupled with the feel of his hot length buried
within me.
I wanted him to come too, and broke the
kiss so that I could concentrate on fucking him. Charles lay back a little,
propped on his elbows, his feet on the floor, and I braced my feet each side of
his, and rode up and down on his stiff, hard shaft, fast and fervent, till he
gripped my thighs tight enough to leave bruises, and came with an elated roar.
�So... was that... enough passion for you?�
he asked, when he�d got most of his breath back.
I giggled and kissed him. �I guess so,� I
said, crawling under the bedcovers and waiting for him to join me, �For now!�

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I was woken by a pressing need to visit the
bathroom. As I returned to the bed, I took a moment to relish the sound of
running water from the cistern, and the feel of warm, deep-pile carpet under my
feet. I sighed. Tomorrow night it would be back to a latrine pit, mud� and a
cold bunk-bed.
All the more reason to make the most of
tonight!
Charles was sprawled on his back, one arm
curled around his head as he slept, the other arm stretched across the pillow
where I�d been lying. I got an outrageous idea, dismissed it, thought about it
again, and decided to do it. What the hell, he wasn�t likely to press charges!
Quietly, I retrieved a pair of stockings
from my bag. Kneeling on the bed, carefully so as not to wake him, I gently
moved Charles� arms so they lay above his head, and then wrapped a stocking
around his wrists, tying them together. I figured the material was so soft and
stretchy it wouldn�t hurt him or show any marks. I tucked the loose end of the
stocking around the decorative woodwork on the bedhead, and tied it off.
Quietly, I retrieved the �kimono from the floor, �fetched a glass of cognac
from the main room, and returned to the bedside. I switched on the bedside
lamp.
As I�d hoped would happen, Charles began to
react to the light, first turning his head away, then trying to shift position
and failing. He turned his head again, and I could see he was coming to.
�What�?� he mumble, tugging at his bonds
and blinking up at me.
�Shh.� I sat on the edge of the bed and put
a finger over his lips. �Lie back and enjoy!�
I dipped a finger into the cognac, and
traced around Charles� lips with it before allowing him to lick it off. I added
more cognac, put my finger in his mouth, just to the first knuckle, and bid him
suck. He was a good boy and did as he was told, so I let him have a little more
finger and a little more drink. I trickled a little of the remaining alcohol
onto his chest, letting it run into his belly-button and down his sides, then I
put the glass aside and began to lick it all up.
�Ohhhh, God!� he groaned, pulling his legs
up for a moment as I lapped at a particularly sensitive spot near his waist.
�Don�t!�
I glanced at his cock, which was already
hard, and gave it a little pat as it lay against his belly. �But you�re
enjoying it so much,� I said, �It would be a shame to stop now, don�t you
think?�
Charles didn�t say anything, and I stood up
and eased the robe off my shoulders, knowing he was enjoying the show, and
admiring him in return. Bound, nude, erect, he gazed up at me, his lips
slightly parted as though inviting me to kiss them. I did. Repeatedly. Kneeling
on the bed beside him, I licked round his mouth, tasting the residual cognac,
and flicked my tongue against his teeth, feeling him respond in kind. I moved
my lips slowly across his cheek to his jaw, nibbled my way down his neck and
then along his collar-bone. The hairs on his chest tickled my chin and made me
smile as I turned my attention to his nipples, which were as stiff and hard as
his dick. Charles gasped and writhed as I closed my teeth around his left tit
and worried it, gently. Reaching across him, I pinched his other nipple,
tweaking it harder as he tried to wriggle away.
�Ouch!� I felt his hips pushing up in
response. �Not so hard, lieutenant!�
�Sorry,� I said, pulling away just enough
to rub the palms of my hands across his chest, �It�s your fault for having such
a sexy chest.� I scratched my nails very lightly across his nipples, and was
rewarded with little whimpering noises from Charles.
I straddled his hips, placing myself
carefully on the base of his erection and rubbed myself against him, my wetness
lubricating the movement back and forth. I held on to his shoulders, pinning
him down, teasing him, leaning forward so my breasts were within inches of his
mouth.
Sliding along his cock made me even
hornier, if that were possible, and I increased the speed of the movement,
relishing the ride, enjoying the expression of tortured ecstasy on Charles�
face and the sounds he was making, my heightened senses aware of the scratch of
his pubic hairs against my most sensitive parts.
�Please stop, please!� I heard him groan,
�I don�t want to� I want to be� in you. Ohh� God!�
I felt him pushing up against me, and moved
off of him before he sent both of us over the edge. Pulling the pillow out from
under his head, I moved to that end of the bed and knelt over him,
straddling his face, my knees resting on his shoulders as I gazed down at his
throbbing erection which he was thrusting futilely at the ceiling. Leaning
forward, I placed a brief kiss on its tip, then straightened up and lowered my
crotch toward his soft mouth. Feeling his tongue begin to lick and probe, I
moved with it, while my hands fell naturally on to his chest and my fingers
tugged at his chest-hairs and pulled on his reddened, swollen nipples.
Charles moaned what might have been a protest, but with his
tongue foraging eagerly inside me, any words were out of the question. His
knees were drawn up, legs splayed, as his hips continued to squirm. The
combination of his delicious licking, the sound of his whimpers, and the sight
of his lewd writhing was too much � I put my head back, pushed my hips down and
screamed as I shuddered to orgasm. Charles� tongue continued to probe and
stroke, making me twitch repeatedly smaller orgasms to follow up on the main
one.
It was far too good not to share, and I leaned down and ran
my tongue around the tip of his cock, then took the head in my mouth and began
to suck. As usual, I couldn�t even get close to taking him all in my mouth, so
I wrapped my right hand around the root and rubbed it while I sucked. My other
hand toyed with his balls and the hypersensitive area between his legs, lightly
scratching the skin and squeezing the ball-sacs. Charles� moans had moved to a
whole new level, more animal noise than anything recognizably human, and I stimulated
his dick even harder as I felt his legs wrap across my back. Then his whole
body spasmed, and I tasted the salt-cream of his ejaculation in my throat.
�Mmm... you taste good,� I mumbled, maintaining my hold on
him while I circled the head with my tongue, lapping at the tip to clean him
up. Charles lowered his legs, and I climbed off of him and turned around to
kiss him, the taste of him in my mouth mingling with the taste of me in his.
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