Author: Erato
Title: The Book of Azan
Universe: Azan
Keywords: MF, Msolo, F1st, cons
Language: English
Part: Chapter 11 of 11

CHAPTER 11

I slept without dreaming. Or at least I can't remember any dreams,
but then again I rarely do. When I awoke, I felt lips around my
dick and somebody giving me a great blowjob. Ah it must be Anne;
all this stuff with Katie was just a dream. I opened my eyes to
find myself in a four star hotel room and looked down to see an
oriental beauty fellating me. Not a dream then.

Still woozy I suggested, "can we try something?"

"Sure," she replied, "what?"

"Do you know what a sixty-nine is?" I enquired.

Without saying anything, she stood up on the bed and repositioned
herself, so that her pretty pink pussy was hovering over my face. I
felt her mouth surround the head of my penis again while I pulled
down on her pert bum cheeks until her pussy lips met my regular
lips.

I ran my tongue up and down her shaved labia, savouring the now
familiar taste of her pussy, mixed with traces of sweat and hours
old semen. Katie moved her head so that my cock went in and out of
her mouth, its head hitting her tongue rather than her palate,
owing to its new upside-down orientation.

I let my tongue delve between her pussy lips, seeking out her
clitoris. With one finger, I started toying with her arsehole - not
penetrating it, but using a little light pressure. Not hearing any
objections, I let the finger wander further between her legs,
picking up some moisture from her vulva before returning it to her
anus and pressing a little harder. With the extra pressure and
lubrication, it slid in to the knuckle quite easily.

I felt Katie's top teeth on the underside of my shaft. It seemed
deliberate, and not at all unpleasant. Katie was experimenting -
learning a new technique for herself. I moaned, not as much out of
pleasure as out of encouragement.

I started fingering Katie's bum gently, noticing that my finger was
now picking up flecks of brown. All Katie's good work cleaning in
there had eroded with time. Not that I minded much - that sort of
thing goes with the territory. I did worry a bit what she might
feel about it when she realised.

Katie's pussy was getting really wet, and not just with my saliva.
 From her breath on my scrotum I could tell she was really getting
off on this 69, and it wouldn't be long before she came. Without my
pills to help me, I was not too far away from orgasm myself. I
didn't want it to end this way though.

I pushed Katie gently and she understood the signal to get off me.
"Let's fuck," I announced. She turned around and lay on the bed. I
quickly mounted her and slid inside her cunt in one move. I started
thrusting into her hard and fast and soon she was panting again.

Katie's long black hair was sprawled out underneath her as she lay
on the bed. Her eyes were closed but her face was still expressive
while her breaths became harder and faster. Her hands roamed my
back for a while, until I took them into mine, pinning her to the
bed beneath me.

Soon she climaxed, and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. I
kept going while she enjoyed her orgasm but then slowed down to
hold off my own. I wanted to try something else out.

I pulled out of Katie and turned her over, pulling on her hips to
get her onto her hands and knees. Keeping one hand on her hip, I
used the other to steer my dick into her slit, doggy style.
Kneeling and holding both her hips, I started pumping away inside
her. She'd already cum twice, and was well lubricated, so I felt no
need to hold back now, slamming my hips into her as hard and fast
as I wanted to, which happened to be quite hard and fast.

Katie's juices were running down her thighs; down mine too. "Tell
me when you're going to cum," she said, "I want to swallow it."

I'd already been close to orgasm, and this dirty announcement from
her brought me even closer. "Now" I announced.

Katie wrested herself free of my grip on her hips and crawled
around to bring her face to my dick, still on her hands and knees,
but not quite fast enough. The first jet shot out and caught her on
the face, then she wrapped her lips around my cock and sucked out
every remaining drop.

I lay back on the bed and Katie lay beside me. The jet of semen
that had hit her in the face started in her hair, continued down
her forehead and the bridge of her nose, with a little on one of
her cheeks. She scooped up what she could with one of her fingers
and sucked it off - one of the most delicious sights I'd seen in
that hotel room. And I'd seen a lot of delicious things there.

After lying together for a few minutes, I got up to use the shower.
I set it running and waited for the hot water to start coming
through. Katie came into the bathroom too. "Would you like to go
first?" I asked. She still had some cum in her hair and a little on
one of her cheeks, so she arguably was more in need of the shower
than me.

"Let's shower together," she suggested. The water was now warm
enough, so we both climbed in. The shower cubicle although probably
not specifically designed for two, was large enough for us both. At
one side was a small tiled ledge about 6 inches off the floor, with
some miniature bottles of shampoo and other lotions and potions -
not part of the shower proper, but within the cubicle. I bent down
to retrieve a bottle of shampoo and one of shower gel.

I washed my hair quickly. Katie, having much more of it took
longer. I watched as the shampoo suds washed over her small
breasts, flat stomach and firm thighs. A body that until 24 hours
ago had been a mystery to me, but was now so familiar. I felt a
pang of guilt - my darling Anne - if she ever found out about this,
could she ever forgive me?

I snapped out of it when Katie asked me to help soap up her back. I
dutifully obliged, pouring a dollop of the hotel's shower gel into
the palm of my hand, and rubbing it between her shoulder blades, to
make a lather. I spread the soapy bubbles up over each shoulder and
down to her lower back. Then I rubbed the suds further down,
soaping up her pert buttocks - part of her body she could easily
reach for herself, but I was only too happy to take care of - and
then inside the crack.

Putting more shower gel on my hands, I rubbed them together, and
then reached to soap up her small breasts from behind. Her nipples
felt hard despite the warmth of the water. She half turned her head
and we kissed, our tongues finding each other.

Katie pressed herself back against me and my rapidly erecting cock
found itself pressed up against her lower back. (I'm a good eight
inches taller than her.) Holding her against me, I kept rubbing her
breasts - the pretence of washing them now truly over, as the soap
had long since washed away - and allowed one hand to travel further
down to her familiar pussy. When I started stroking up and down her
slit, I could feel her gratitude in her kiss.

After a few minutes, even in this wet environment, I could smell
her scent. She turned to face me, now pressing her front against
me, the small lumps of her breasts against my lower chest. I held
her buttocks, again casually sliding one hand down the crack while
I craned my neck to kiss her. By now my dick, pressed against her
lower stomach, was fully hard. I started rubbing between Katie's
buttocks, my finger tips brushing against the openings to both of
the holes I'd been exploring all night.

My hands returning to her buttocks, I lifted Katie gently. Compared
to Anne she barely weighed anything. My erect penis slid inside
her, lubricated by the warm water flowing down our bodies. Taking a
step towards the edge of the shower, I pressed Katie against the
cool tiled wall and we kissed while I thrust my hips into hers. She
wrapped her legs behind my back, and her arms behind my neck while
she returned my kiss.

The contrast of the warm water and cool air on my back felt great,
while I fucked Katie against the white bathroom wall. We ground for
a minute or two before climaxing one last time for the day.

***

We finished cleaning ourselves off uneventfully, and sat in our
hotel dressing gowns on the side of the bed, Katie rubbing her hair
with a towel, and me contemplating a shave. In the cold light of
day, the situation seemed a little weird, and I wondered if we had
made a mistake.

"Wow, that's the time?!" Katie asked, picking up her watch from the
bed side table. "Check out time is in 20 minutes."

We both hurriedly got dressed. I packed up the video camera that
was mounted on the head of the bed, and the other one attached to
an armchair.

"I've got to go now," said Katie, now dressed and ready to go. She
gave me a kiss on the cheek. "See you in a few days," she promised
as she walked out the door.

The last two cameras were sitting on the desk so I quickly packed
them with the others. I did a final check that we hadn't left
anything behind, and then walked out of the room myself.