Paula awoke, it was early, she took a moment or two to get her bearings and then smiled happily as she realized that it was Gavin's arms that were wrapped around her. Her head ached a little, "Too much to drink" her brain told her. Gavin shifted a little and Paula felt his morning erection prod her buttocks. "FUCK!" Her brain winced, as the previous night's events kicked in with vivid clarity. "Oh Jesus!" she said aloud.
"Mmmm." Gavin muttered and squeezed her more tightly.
Paula pried her eyes fully open and peeked out from under the duvet, they confirmed her worse fears, she was indeed in a hotel room, and she had no doubt that Irene was in the next room. Irene, the one woman on the planet that she would never have believed it possible of, the woman that had always made her feelings of dislike towards Paula perfectly clear. Irene the woman who's dried pussy juice Paula could smell on her face.
"Fucking hell!" she murmured. "That's so weird."
"What is?" Gavin breathed, only half awake.
Paula struggled to turn around and face her lover. It was the first time they had actually 'slept' together, in the true sense of the word. She gently kissed his lips. The last thing they had done before falling asleep was to declare their love for each other. "Everything will be different now." her mind told her. She pulled his face to her breast and he nuzzled her.
"Mmmm. Gorgeous." He muttered, still not properly awake. Paula gently kissed the top of his head. She looked at the clock, it was only five thirty in the morning, but she was fully awake now, her mind racing as to how things had changed, her main worry was facing Irene. How the hell could that have happened? She cringed at the memory of rubbing her cunt violently back and forth against her bosses face.
"Oh God!" she thought. Her brain decided that the best thing would be for Irene to have been so drunk that she would not remember. "Fat chance."
Paula was actually feeling quite shocked at herself, "I don't do girls." she had said on more than one occasion, but here she was, reminiscing about her second bi-sexual experience, and frankly she had enjoyed both times, indeed she was once more becoming aroused just thinking about it.
Gavin shifted a little and his erection poked her belly. Her mind focused on the hot cock head pressing against her soft abdomen. "I need a wee!" Her abdomen told her. She slipped out from Gavin's grasp and headed to the bathroom. She sat and relieved herself, she had drunk a lot, they all had. Standing naked in front of the basin she examined her face and hair. "Bed hair." her brain suggested. She washed her face, momentarily rehydrating Irene's dried on cunt cream. The memory of Irene's strong aroma flashed vividly through her head, she washed it thoroughly away. She wiped her vagina clean and combed her hair, brushed her teeth and sprayed some complimentary hotel perfume liberally on her body, as an after thought she gave her genitals a generous squirt.
Paula climbed back into bed, Gavin was snoring lightly, she thought it was quite cute. She laid back and soaked in the peace and quiet, enjoying having her lover all to herself. She had expected that the two nights with him would have involved a lot of new sexual experiences. She had promised he could watch her masturbate, something she had never done in front of someone else. She had promised he could take dirty pictures of her. A long time ago she had promised he could take her bottom's virginity, they had never got around to that. He of course had promised to let her play out her fantasy, she was not sure how to introduce that particular idea. She had expected all of these things to happen, never in her wildest dreams or should that be nightmares? had she envisioned what had happened last night.
She turned on her side, her breasts flopping heavily towards the mattress. Her fingers gently grasped Gavin's erection, it had wilted somewhat in the last quarter of an hour. "Ahhhh. how sweet." She thought. She shuffled under the duvet, the morning light easily penetrated the cloth allowing a good view under the bed clothes. Shifting gently down the bed her face arrived inches away from his pride and joy. She slowly shook it by the base smiling at the semi stiff shaft flopping from side to side. She edged closer to it's tip and inhaled, she liked the musky scent, she knew it was a mixture of the three of them. Tentatively she put her tongue out and tasted the expanding cock head, half enclosed in it's soft protective foreskin. Her tongue wiped under the foreskin and circled the blue vein enclosed within. Her fingers settled on Gavin's testicles gently pressing them and feeling them shift under her touch. She smiled as the wrinkled bag began to tighten. The impulse to suck on them came on her suddenly so she did. Softly sucking a ball into her mouth and caressing it with her tongue.
Gavin shifted his hips, his penis was growing hard once more. He awoke in the most glorious way a man can wake, his penis in the soft loving mouth of a naked woman. Paula had moved her lips to his cock head once more and was now quite rapidly bobbing her head under the duvet. She was wondering if she could make him come in his sleep. When she felt his hands on either side of her head, urging her on, she knew she had failed. Gavin moaned, feeling her tongue trying to invade the tiny slit at the end of his manhood.
Paula slid her legs over him and crouched astride him under the cover. Slowly she eased her way up his body, grazing her hardened nipples against his torso. Finally her smiling face emerged from under the duvet. "Good morning." she said softly.
"It certainly is."
She looked down into his eyes and then moved in to kiss him. Tongues passed lips, hands caressed faces and bodies, Paula finally reached between them and grasped his shaft, aiming it at her wet opening. She paused when it was in the perfect position, she pulled her lips from his, "I love you." she said seriously and a moment later impaled herself onto his full length. Slowly she eased herself almost off of him then pushed heavily back down. Her ribbed vagina walls rippled as his cock head travelled deep into her belly. With him rigidly inside, she began to rock her mound back and forth, rubbing her excited clitoris against his pubic bone. Her breathing became shallow and concentrated. All the while supported on her outstretched arms she looked down at Gavin fixing his eyes with hers, She watched his face contort with the feelings that her grinding cunt was instilling in him, she thrust harder and sat back on her haunches, arching her back and began to ride on his engorged cock, heavily impaling herself. Gavin watched in wonderment as Paula grasped her own breasts and squeezed, capturing her extended pink nipples between her fingers. They both grunted with animal lust with each plunge of her wet cunt. Paula could feel his cock head pushing hard against her cervix deep within her belly. She dropped a hand from her breast and rubbed fervently at her clit.
A sheen of sweat covered both of their bodies. Gavin inhaled her aroma a mixture of perfume and arousal, she was so feminine he could have cried, promised her anything, wanting her forever. Her other hand released her breast and dropped to his chest steadying herself, her pear shaped tits swung heavily and hypnotically together.
"Come in me Gav!, come in me." She hissed. She wanted his seed, she wanted him to give her babies, she wanted him to fill her with his fuck juice, to feel the warm ooze jetting into her core. Gavin came. Lifting his hips, raising her with him, thrusting hard into her and filled her wet gripping cunt with his sticky white jizz. She felt his cock spasm and the hot liquid squirting deep inside her, it was a moment of perfect satisfaction and she came with him, hard. She collapsed onto his chest as they humped rapidly, quivering as they milked their orgasms for every drop of lust.
They lay clinging to each other, their bodies sticky with effort, panting from exertion. Gavin's erection rapidly evaporated. His soft cock slipping from her spunk filled hole. Neither of them moved, they could feel the damp results of their love, trickling between their legs.
"That looked like fun."
The breathless couple grasped each other. How long had Irene been there?
"It was." said Gavin, staring into Paula's eyes and smiling.
Paula rolled her own eyes. "Good morning Irene." She forced herself to say, and rolled off of her lover.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt, I haven't been watching... " she explained, "I wish." she added hoping to lighten the moment.
"It's OK. really it is." said Paula, sitting up and covering her breasts with her arm. Despite last night, she felt embarrassed, displaying her rude bits to Irene.
Irene stood in the doorway, fully dressed in her white blouse and black skirt. "What time shall we head back to the exhibition?" she asked.
Neither Paula or Gavin were desperate to go. They wanted to spend the day doing what they had just done.
