"So Jack what are the plans for the weekend."
"Probably hiking John, and yourself?"
"Dude, I'm married what do you think I am going to do."
"Of course, maybe I'll find some sexy thing hiking and fuck her up the arse in the jungle."
"Sounds like a plan, see you buddy."
After the lunch time banter with my colleague I finish my work earlier than expected. I turn my work into the boss and she approves and then waves me off for the weekend. I pack my things away and switch off my computer. I leave the premises and move toward my car.
A snarling beast of a BMW, a Z4, modified, far more powerful than standard, shimmering black in colour, with two silver pearl strips running side by side across the centre of the car. The wheels where matt black and complimenting an almost entirely black car, both inside and out.
I put my stuff inside the boot, whilst leaving space for the roof. I slide into the cosseting seat, a custom race style seat for this car, still comfortable enough for a long journey.
I fire up the engine and the throaty roar is simply music to my ears. I wheel out of the parking garage and proceed to traverse through the city negotiating the light traffic prior to the afternoon rush, before heading down the coast road with the top down and the engine singing.
The sensations are simply amazing the wind in my hair, the sunny hue I can see through my sunglasses coupled with the noise coming out of the exhausts create a deathbed memory something very hard to forget.
After turning off the coast road I make my way up the hills to my house. I get home and pack up my things for a couple of days away from home and civilisation. I look at clock and notice its barely past 2:30 in the afternoon, so I relax and light up a cigar and puff away enjoyed the smooth tobacco taste emanating through the leaves rolled in the suburbs of Havana.
I soon decide to leave and grab my bag and head to my car. I ensure my house is locked up. I get to my car and toss my overnight bag into my car and drive off to the campsite. I take in the surroundings as before but in casual clothing feeling much more at ease.
I soon starting leaving the city behind and heading into the wilderness, the quietness is calming save for the roaring engine. I soon find myself far out from the city and closing in on the campsite. I head up a trail and dirt road eventually ending up outside the campsite. It is quite luxurious but still far enough out of the way to remain quiet and a great place to escape the city life.
The place is called Doorway to Nature. It sounds a bit cheesy or cliché but it serves a great purpose and the accommodation is simply the best of both worlds its remote location had been chosen to service a select clientele with any services they might require.
After checking in I settle into my accommodation which is a tent on a solid metal platform with solar panels and a small wind turbine on the roof making best use of nature. Full plumbing, toilet shower are present as they would be in any hotel.
The walls are as you would expect in a tent however thicker and more durable. The windows are see-through material with wooden blinds rolling down to provide privacy. I stretch out and proceed to unwind.
I pick up the telephone and call up the masseuse and soon she arrives. I open the door and I see a gorgeous Caucasian woman standing before me wearing a short micro dress uniform with the insignia of the hotel on it.
She has fair skin, gorgeous breasts, and long dark raven hair. Her figure is seemingly irresistible, toned, silky smooth and legs which were oh so enticing. It's a few of the reasons I insist on coming here when she is on duty.
"Hello I am the masseuse, my name is Emily, and
Jack, it's good to see you again." Emily says to me once she realises it is me.
"Please come in Emily."
Emily obliged and came inside, we exchanged pleasantries and I then look intensely at her deliciously sexy bubble butt as she makes her way to the bed.
"Are you ready to begin Jack?"
"Let's get started."
"Of course Jack."
I then proceed to get undressed and lay flat down upon the bed. Emily then follows suit removing her clothes and preparing some message oil which she begins to work into her hands and begins to work the knotted muscles in my back.
She remains very skilled and seems to be getting every kink out of my body as usual. The release of tension feels good; few things are as good for the soul as a good message. She continues to massage my back and work out every kink and knot she can find.
I feel relaxed, bordering on drowsy but every move of her hands, across my back, down my legs, and long my arms. She then signals me to turn over and I do as asked. Emily then gets to work on my front and working down my chest and stomach and massaging up my legs. Her lingering touch soon moves toward my cock and balls.
First she begins to massage my balls, first with the tips of her fingers and then giving them a gentle but firm squeeze, which brings my cock to attention.
She then squeezes a little bit more massage oil slowly works on my cock and has it glistening, lubricated and luring her mouth in to have a taste, which she does slowly, inch by inch, at first then taking more of my cock in her mouth until she gags a little half way down. I gently push her head onto my cock enjoying the sound of her gag reflex kicking in as my shaft hits the back of her throat.
I release her head and she comes up for air all the while keeping an eye on my cock which is now also drenched in her saliva. She looks to me glaringly with those deep blue eyes filled with lust and returns a righteous grin after my smile emerges at the sight of her actions.
She then goes back down my cock this time attempting to take as much as possible in her throat and suppressing her gag reflex which is amazing to witness, its why this hotel hired her, which is appropriate considering the requirements for entry.
She then lifts her head off my cock and moves her body like a cat and places her gorgeous shaved pussy over my cock and slides it slowly down. Her legs lay upon my shoulders and she moves up and down my cock. The scene falls silent except for the sounds of the night emanating from outside.
The feint sound of her breathing simply mesmerises me as she continues to slide up and down my cock. Her eyes find mine and we stare into each other's eyes increasing the lust this moment has, as we continue.
Her gyrations and seductive movements come and go moving like water simply flowing as though we are in a another dimension. We seem to be floating on nothing but air, and our bodily fluids, which appear to be erupting out of Emily's well-kept pussy at this moment.
"You have made me cum, now it is time to return the favour, Jack." Emily said with a mock stern tone in her voice.
"It would be my pleasure" I reply.
Without saying a word Emily begins to ride my cock once more, except just a little bit harder with each movement up and down my drenched shaft.
There is a renewed vigour, not to say she was lacking that earlier on. Sounds began to emanate as our bodies collided, and now screams began to leave her lips and surround the inside of the tent.
After some time I begin to feel her leg shake a bit and I know she is about to come yet again. I too felt my loins girding themselves for imminent release. I feel my self cumming, and Emily's screams indicate that she is as well.
