Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: Hotel in Chains
Part: Chapter 2 (follows on from Club Party)
Author: Marc Pierce
Email: MarcusWPierce@Hotmail.com
Keywords: FM, MF, MFM, oral, anal
Redistribution: Yes
Short Summary: The winners of the University Students' Party sexual
games are chained to each other and spend the night in a hotel bedroom

where they discover each others body intimately for the first time. 
Published: 2002-05-13
Edited: 2002-05-13



   This story may contain explicit descriptions of sexual acts and may not
be legal for you to read or possess because of your age or location.  It is
your responsibility to know the laws of your jurisdiction and act
accordingly.  The author takes no liability.  This story is a work of
fiction.  Any similarities with real persons, living or dead, or past or
present events are purely coincidental.  Copyright 2000 Marcus W Pierce. 
All rights reserved. ......

   For those that haven't read the first part of this story ("Club Party"),
Hazel and I had been going 'steady' for about six months.  She is a few
months younger than me and, at the time of this story, we were both
students at Nottingham University.  Our paths crossed when we were living
in Cripps Hall on the campus in our first year but our relationship didn't
become firm until the second year when we were both living in student
accommodation off-campus.  Neither of us could afford to live in anything
other than the typical "six to a room" where no privacy existed.  Our
relationship hadn't been able to develop beyond some pretty significant
snogging sessions grabbed in my car or on park benches.  Whilst both of us
wanted to go all the way, the lack of privacy, and the size of my car,
prevented us.

   Hazel is the most wonderful person in the world (but then I am slightly
biased)!  She is 5'4" tall with perfectly formed breasts, waist, hips and
bottom.  Her skin is unblemished and her lips simply invite me to kiss
them. Her short blonde hair and blue eyes add to her appeal and general
'gorgeousness'.  Every time I am with her, I just want to smother her with
kisses and worship her body with my own.  I am 5'11", and keep my body trim
through jogging around the university park.  I'm not a sporty person but my
physique is not too shabby.  Over the past few months, Hazel has been
joining me on my jogs which now tend to end with us sitting on a bench to
recover from the running - even if neither of us actually manage to cool
off.  For her part, Hazel is more than willing to provide massage to
relieve stiffness in my body - and doesn't just use her hands.  As I say,
our relationship may not have developed into full-blooded sexual partners
but we had done most things possible with our clothes on.

   In March, just before the Easter holidays, the students union organised
a "couples party" at Notts.  County Football Club.  Hazel and I signed up
for the night as we had heard the drink and disco were fairly good and the
entertainment was worth seeing.  As it turned out, Hazel and I formed part
of the entertainment as we took part in various party games designed to
identify which couple knew each other most intimately.  After the three
games, the audience decided we deserved to win and our prize was a free
weekend in the penthouse suite of a top hotel.  The only catch was that
Hazel and me were joined together by a chain wrapped around our waists. 
That is where this story starts...

   As Hazel and I left the party room, a cheer went up from those watching
the screen.  I turned and saw that Sam had removed her knickers and was now
kissing Richard fervently, while trying to remove his boxer shorts.  Amanda
pulled me out of the room and out of view of the television.  As the door
closed behind us, another cheer went up - this time from the girls - and I
guessed that Richard had finally lost his shorts.

   The four of us made our way to the entrance where a white limousine was
waiting for us.  The driver opened the rear passenger door to allow us to
get in and relax on the luxurious seats inside.  I noticed, from the clock
in the car, that the time was 11.30pm - we had been on stage for over two
hours!  In the car, the four of us sat on the rear seat with Hazel and I in
the middle, Stuart next to Hazel and Amanda next to me.  Of course Hazel
and I were linked together by the chain and had to sit next to each other!

   During our brief trip, Stuart again explained that there would be no
cameras in the hotel and that we could be as free and easy as we liked. 
Amanda congratulated us on our part in the proceedings, especially the
point when Hazel had to cope with Jason ejaculating.

   "Well, I suppose he couldn't hold back any longer" said Hazel.  "But it
was fine for me - clearly Sally didn't like it though!"

   "But did you encourage him?" I asked

   "No, I had only just put my hand into his underwear when he exploded"

   "Well, " Amanda said, "none of the other contestants were going that
far. They all contented themselves with feeling the outside of any
underwear.  You, Hazel, were the only one brave enough to touch skin!  I
suppose that's because Marc doesn't wear anything else.  Why is that?"

   "I find it gives me more freedom and makes for easier access!" I
explained.

   Hazel agreed.  "It's wonderful even resting your hand against the front
of his trousers and knowing that there is nothing else between your hand
and his manhood."

   "Do you mind if I try?" asked Amanda

   "Be my guest!" said Hazel with a giggle.

   "Don't I get a say in this?" I asked as Amanda leant over and placed her
hand directly on my groin.  She squeezed and rubbed her hand up and down
the length of my cock.

   "No, I have asked permission of your girlfriend and that's all that
counts between us girls!" she said.  "Don't you want me to broaden my
experiences?"

   "Well, go on then!" I said laughing at the way she sounded so innocent.
Amanda immediately unzipped my fly and shot her hand straight in towards my
cock.

   "Wow, " she said.  "It's so good to feel the warmth of your skin without
having to barge through layers of clothing.  I can feel why Hazel likes it
so much - this I a good idea.  I'll have to get Stuart to take it up!"

   "You'll have to prove the benefits to me first, "Stuart said.  Hazel
moved in front of Stuart.

   "Well, after unzipping, " she said, matching her actions to her words,
"there's not the discomfort caused by me pulling at your boxer shorts,
while I try to find the entrance hole, so that I gain access to your skin.
As soon as I can grip your flesh, I can start to really warm you up." I
noticed that Stuart was enjoying the massage which, I knew from the times
Hazel had jerked me off, was something special.  Amanda had stopped rubbing
me but had left her hand resting against my cock while she watched.

   "Of course, the girl has to be willing to make sure that she cleans up
any mess, " said Hazel as she watched Stuart carefully for any signs of an
orgasm.  "Or stops before it gets that far." Hazel stopped her actions and
removed her hand from the front of Stuart's trousers.

   "That's not fair, "Stuart groaned on the verge of ejaculation.

   "I hadn't finished, " said Hazel, swiftly undoing Stuart's trousers and
pulling them and his shorts down to his thighs.  She curled her fingers
around his penis and restarted her jerking action.  Moving her hand to the
base of his cock, she placed her little finger under his ball sack and
tickled him slightly.  From personal experience, I knew that the sensation
would finish Stuart off.  Amanda had removed her hand from my trousers and
was sitting next to Stuart by this time

   "Oh my God!" he groaned as he started to cum.  Amanda quickly placed her
mouth over the top of his knob and accepted his sperm into her mouth. 
Hazel released her grip on Stuart and sat back beside me.  Turning to me,
she kissed me lovingly on the lips while her hands made sure my zip was
done up.

   "Sorry darling, " she said, "but it seemed the thing to do!  I'll do you
later though!"

   "No probs!" I said.  "It was wonderful to see you in action with him and
I think Amanda enjoyed the spectacle as well".  Amanda looked up and winked
as she finished cleaning Stuart off.  As Amanda sat upright, Stuart pulled
his boxer shorts and trousers back up.

   The limousine had stopped during this episode and, looking out of the
window, I noticed we were at the back of a hotel.

   "It's all right, " said Stuart.  "we're not going in the front entrance
- which is just as well considering what I've just been through!"

   Getting out of the car, all four of us walked into the hotel and used
the service lift to move directly up to the tenth floor penthouse.  Stuart
explained that he worked at the hotel to earn some money and knew the back
of the hotel better than the front.  On our way up, he also explained that
if we wanted anything then room service would oblige.  We walked into the
penthouse suite and both Hazel and I thought it was simply magnificent.  We
both removed our shoes (and I removed my socks) before walking around on
the thick carpet.

   The first room was a lounge area, with two settees and a proper dining
table and chairs.  The second room was the bedroom which had its own
balcony overlooking the centre of Nottingham (and Nottingham Trent
University as it happened), while the bathroom was almost as large as the
other two rooms and included a full size bath and a glass fronted shower
cubicle.  As we wandered around, I removed my jacket and tie and left them
on the bed.  Stuart and Amanda said goodbye to us and promised they would
let us out of the chains by the end of the weekend.  Hazel and I were left
alone.

   We walked across to the balcony and opened the doors.  I stood behind
Hazel as we leant against the balcony railing.  From this angle, my hands
could slide easily into her dress and so I placed them against her breasts,
gently squeezing them while we stood to admire the view.  My cock, which
had seemed to be in a state of hardness most of the evening, pressed
against her bottom.  Between my hard-on and her soft skin, I knew there
would be only two layers of clothing and hoped that this situation would
soon change.  Hazel turned round to face me and we softly and gently pecked
at our lips.

   "Hazel," I said between kisses, "this isn't going to sound very
romantic"

   "What are you going to say?" she asked

   "I need to use the toilet!"

   "Well, off you go then!" she said

   It was then that the first problem of being chained together became very
apparent.  Hazel willingly followed me to the bathroom where I stood in
front of the toilet bowl and unzipped my trousers.

   "Here, let me!." said Hazel.  Standing behind me, she reached round my
body and pulled out my cock with her right hand.  As she held me, I began
to urinate.

   "Oops, missed!" she said, as the jet sprayed towards the lid of the
toilet.  She quickly lowered her aim.  "You really swell up when you take a
leak!" she said, her fingers feeling the swelling at the end of my knob.

   "That's normal, " I said as the jet slowed and stopped.  Taking control,
I shook my cock to remove the final drops of urine and replaced it into my
trousers.

   "I need to go now" Hazel remarked.  After I cleaned the seat of the
urine that had sprayed in the wrong direction to start with, we swapped
places to allow Hazel to sit down.

   "I need to remove my dress" she said.

   I reached forward and moved one of her thin straps off her shoulder and
watched as the front of the dress on that side slipped down and revealed
her breast.  Leaning forward I kissed the visible flesh moving the material
aside to gain access to her nipple.  I sucked on the hardening skin and ran
my tongue across its surface forcing a shudder of delight from Hazel. 
Meanwhile, my other hand was slowly moving her other strap.  As that side
of her dress fell down, I moved the attention of my mouth to her other
breast.  The dress itself was still held up by the chain that joined us.  I
moved my head away from her breasts and admired the view of the top half of
her body.

   "Come on," she said urgently, "I need to go!"

   Carefully, I pulled the dress through the chain, my hands feeling the
firm surface of her hips as I pulled the dress downwards.  As the top of
the dress passed underneath the chain, the material swiftly fell to the
floor, revealing that she was indeed wearing nothing at all under the
dress. Her white stomach led my eyes to the neatly trimmed pubic hair at
the top of her legs.  As I stood and watched, she quickly sat down and
started to urinate.  While she sat, she started to undo the buttons on my
shirt, opening the white cotton and revealing my chest.  She pulled the
shirt off my shoulders and down my arms and it fell to the floor to join
her dress.  Her hands then went to work on undoing my trouser button and
fly and soon I was standing in front of her wearing nothing but the chain.

   From her seated position, she leaned forward and gently nipped at my
cock.

   "Come on, " she said, wiping herself clean, "Let's find a good home for
that".

   Standing up she grabbed my cock and led me into the bedroom.  We both
dropped on to the bed with her hand still holding me firmly.  I immediately
rolled on top of her as she opened her legs to allow me access.  She guided
my cock towards her cunt and we just lay still, with the head of my cock
resting at the entrance of her vagina, savouring this precious moment when,
for the first time, we would truly be a couple.  Moving both her hands to
my buttocks, she pulled me further towards her, my penis slipping into her
warm, wet, cunt slowly.  The tightness of her hole dragged my skin back as
her juices began to flow and lubricate my shaft.  Slowly, I pulled back and
then delved again to her dark recesses.  We kissed, my tongue inserted into
her mouth just as my cock was inserted into her cunt.  My hands felt her
breasts as her hands held the back of my head and neck.  As my thrusts
picked up speed, her hips started to move backwards and forwards with me. I
started to kiss around her face as her hands reached down to my buttocks,
pulling me closer to her.

   As her hands reached my arse, I increased the depth of my thrusts still
further.  Suddenly I felt one of her fingers press itself against my anus
and slip inside as I completed a down stroke.  As I reached the end of the
down stroke, I held position and felt my bollocks release their hold on my
sperm.  I felt the thick stream leave my body and enter hers.  As the warm
juices flowed into her, Hazel suddenly stiffened and moaned loudly as she
began her orgasm, her cunt muscles holding my cock tightly in place.  We
remained together until the feelings of mutual satisfaction subsided. 
Hungrily, our mouths kissed and our tongues entwined.  Hazel moved her
hands to my back and held me tightly against her.  I could feel her hard
nipples forcing themselves against my chest and the feeling of the chain
laying across our stomachs.

   Eventually, I pulled myself out of Hazel and lay beside her, our faces
still turned towards each other and kisses being exchanged.

   "Marc," she said, "that was wonderful!  Thank you"

   "Thank you!" I replied.  "You were marvellous as well."

   "Obviously we are a couple - and we should have found the time and space
to screw each other before"

   "Well, we've done it now - and we've got the rest of the weekend as
well. Are you glad we took part in the games?"

   "I'm ecstatic that we managed to win" she said.  "I don't think I would
have liked to find out that we had been filmed had we won the booby prize -
at least not for our first time together!"

   "You mean, you would have been happy being filmed if we had already done
it?"

   "No, I don't mean that!  Well, " she hesitated, "at least, I don't think
so.  But we haven't done it twice yet so it might be different."

   "Well, we can put that right, but give us a few minutes first!". 
Turning to the side of the bed, I noticed a bottle of champagne and two
glasses were standing on the bedside table.  I opened the bottle and pour
the fizzing liquid into the glasses trying not to miss while Hazel's
fingers played against my buttocks.

   "To us!" I toasted after handing her a glass.

   "To us!" she agreed, tasting the champagne.  "Umm, delicious" she said
and then drained the glass.

   "You're supposed to savour it" I protested

   "No, I savour this" she said as she pulled at my cock with her free
hand. I drained my glass and reached over to the table to get the bottle.
Hazel continued to fondle my bollocks as I poured the wine towards her
glass which she held against her stomach.  As the champagne hit the glass,
it frothed up and spilt over the top of the glass and ran down her hand and
onto her stomach.

   "Messy!" she said.  "You can't waste good champagne like that - clean it
up!"

   Still holding the bottle in one hand and my glass in the other, I leaned
my face towards her stomach and started to lick the sticky champagne off
her skin.  The champagne had pooled in her navel and I used my tongue to
lap up the liquid where it had pooled, finishing the job off by licking
around her navel.  Hazel drank the remnants in her glass and then placed it
beside her.

   She pushed my head up, away from her stomach, and took the bottle and my
glass away from me.  I sat back on the bed while Hazel rested the bottle on
my stomach as she moved to sit on my thighs.  Holding my glass in her left
hand, and inclining it towards the bottle, she poured me a glass-full and
handed it to me.  Then she tipped the bottle again, and poured champagne
over my stomach.  Swiftly, she moved her head down and immediately started
to lap up the liquid.  I could feel the cool liquid and her warm tongue
against my skin as she licked my stomach, moving around the chain and also
digging her tongue into my navel.  Now I could feel how erotic that
sensation must have been to her as she poured more champagne on my body.  I
could feel the cold liquid running towards my pubic hair and felt my
erection firming again, as Hazel's tongue moved closer.

   Hazel stopped licking and moved to sit on my chest, facing my feet.  My
hands were now able to rest on her buttocks as she poured more liquid over
my lower stomach where it ran towards my genitals.  Her mouth continued to
pay attention to my body, cleaning the champagne, until her nose bumped
into the top of my cock.  Putting the bottle on the floor, Hazel dropped
all pretence of cleaning me and stretched out so that her legs were either
side of my face.  Quickly she took my cock into her mouth and started to
suck.  My hands moved to open her legs so that I could look directly at her
cunt.  Bending my neck slightly, I stuck my tongue out and gently touched
the skin between her anus and her vagina.  I could smell the scent of our
sex and tasted her sweat.  Hazel sucked even harder at my cock as I gently
licked between her legs.

   By this time, I was fully erect and Hazel moved off me to view her
handiwork.

   "We're not getting very clean this way," she said.  "I feel all sticky.
Let's finish this in the shower."

   Picking up the bottle, we made our way to the bathroom.  I swigged from
the bottle and passed it to her.  As she lifted it against her lips, I
placed my hand against her cunt.  The surprise made her miss her mouth, and
more champagne flowed over her breasts.  Quickly, I started to lick her
breasts and nipples while she clung to me, holding the bottle against my
back.  Lifting her up, I walked towards the shower cubicle and stepped
inside.  As I placed her gently on the floor, she swigged at the bottle
again and managed to swallow.  She took another swig and then placed her
mouth against mine, jetting some of the champagne into my mouth from her
own.  With the last gulp of champagne, I returned the favour and then
switched on the shower.

   Fortunately, the water temperature and pressure was already pre-set.  As
the water cascaded towards us, Hazel turned towards it, rubbing her breasts
and stomach with her hands to remove the stickiness of the champagne.  I
stood behind her, my cock resting against her backside as it had done on
the balcony earlier.  Reaching down, I moved my cock so that it rested
between her legs.  As Hazel continued to rub her stomach, I concentrate on
rubbing her breasts.  Hazel then moved her hands between her legs and
gently nudged my cock into her cunt, holding one hand against the entrance
of her cunt to stimulate her clitoris.  She then bent over and pushed her
bottom backwards enabling my cock to slip further inside her.

   I held onto her waist and moved closer to the wall of the shower so that
the water cascaded between our bodies rather than directly at hers.  As the
water tumbled down my chest and stomach, I watched as Hazel continued to
rock backwards and forwards, doing all the work of intercourse while my
hands guided her body towards me.  After a short while, I started to thrust
into Hazel, increasing the speed and depth of my penetration.  As I did so,
Hazel's masturbation paid off and I felt her cunt muscles become tight as
her orgasm started.  Continuing my thrusting, I moved my hand to join hers
at her clitoris and my fingers took over her work as she placed both hands
against the shower wall to support herself.

   As I felt the first spurt of my ejaculation, I pressed hard against her
clitoris, triggering her second orgasm.  As my cock pumped semen into her,
her cunt muscles contracted, massaging every last drop from me.  As we
relaxed, we both slid to the floor of the shower cubicle and let the water
wash over us.

   After we had got our breath back, we slowly made our way from the shower
cubicle and started to dry ourselves off, contented just to watch the other
dry themselves rather than drying each other.

   "Do you fancy more champagne?" I asked

   "Why not - it is free after all!" Hazel replied with a smile on her
face.

   Using the telephone in the bathroom, I rang room service and they
promised to send someone up immediately.  I wrapped my towel around my
waist while Hazel tried to work out how to wear her towel.  Unfortunately
there were only two bath towels and a small hand towel available (and the
hand towel would have covered nothing!).  Because of the chain, Hazel
settled for wrapping the towel around her waist, leaving her breasts
uncovered.  I watched them as we walked back to the bedroom.

   As we did so, there was a knock at the door and a voice called out "Room
Service".

   Hazel quickly picked my jacket and put it on to cover her top.  We
walked to the door and opened it to allow the guy from room service to come
in.  As he walked past us, Hazel's eyes glanced down to his firm buttocks,
held within his tight trousers.  With her hand, she squeezed my bottom
while biting her top lip - obviously she liked what she saw.

   "Where do you want..." the guy began as he turned to face us once he
came in the door.  He stopped as he saw the chain, and Hazel dressed in her
towel and my jacket that she hadn't buttoned up.  Her breasts were easily
visible and she moved her shoulders back to open the jacket further and
reveal more flesh.

   "..it, err, I mean, the champagne?" finished the guy.

   Hazel was staring intently at the front of his trousers and at the bulge
that was starting to develop.  The guy looked to be about 17 and the
uniform he was wearing was very tight fitting.  He was, I suppose, about
5'10" tall with short cropped black hair and black eyes.  His chest was
stretching the shirt that he wore and I noticed that he appeared to be
wearing a nipple ring.

   "Just there will be fine," I said, pointing to the table.  "Thanks very
much"

   He placed the bottle and ice-bucket down and left.  Hazel watched him
walk to the door and close it without saying a word.  She then dragged me
across to the bottle and opened it quickly.  Lifting the bottle straight to
her lips, she gulped a mouthful before returning the bottle to the bucket.

   "God, he was gorgeous!" she exclaimed.  "Either that or I'm so horny I
could shag almost anything!  Did you see the effect we had on him?"

   "Much as I hate to admit that I was looking that closely at him, I
couldn't avoid noticing that he became rather excited".

   "Jeez, I want to find out if he was wearing any underwear.  He couldn't
have been - those trousers were so tight.  And his buttocks were
delightful" Hazel raved on.

   "Well, this is a whole new side of you that I hadn't seen before.  Do
you normally want to grope every man you see?"

   Suddenly serious, Hazel turned to face me and apologised.  "Of course I
want you the most, Marc, but I think the champagne is having an effect.  I
just seem to be too horny for words."

   Without a further word, Hazel pushed me straight to the bed, ripping my
towel away and discarding her own on route.  Pushing me down and tumbling
on top of me, Hazel immediately grabbed at my cock and started to firm it
up.  Taken by surprise, I allowed her to work on me until I was
sufficiently hard to allow her to mount me.

   Dropping straight onto my cock, she started to move her body up and
down, just treating me almost like a lump of meat and just pleasuring
herself with the senseless motion.  My fingers roamed around her bum and,
remembering a trick she had tried before, I inserted my little finger
directly into her anus.  Immediately, her orgasm started and she stopped
bouncing up and down on my lap.

   "Sorry, darling," she said after she had recovered.  "I just needed the
release."

   I kissed her.  "That's all right - you did all the hard work anyway"

   "But you didn't come!" she said.

   "Don't worry about it.  As long as you are happy".

   "Oh, you are wonderful!" she cried, lying against my chest.  We stood
back up and walked to the table in the main room where the champagne bottle
stood.

   "Do you want some food?" Hazel asked with a twinkle in her eye.

   "Well, I could do with a bite, " I replied looking into her eyes.  "And
I can guess what you want to consume!" I said with a broad grin on my face.
She smiled back and we walked to the telephone where Hazel asked Room
service for two turkey sandwiches and some fruit.  While we waited for room
service to arrive, I replaced the towel around my waist.  Hazel was still
wearing my jacket that she hadn't bothered to remove during our most recent
fling on the bed.  She stood in front of me and we kissed continually until
we heard a knock at the door.  Hazel deliberately moved my hands down to
her bottom as she called out "Come in".

   The door opened and the same guy from room service was greeted by the
sight of Hazel standing on tip-toes, wearing only my jacket, and with my
hands caressing her buttocks.  The rear flap of the jacket had ridden up
revealing her bottom and allowing a full view of the length of her legs.  I
noticed that the guy's erection re-appeared.

   Hazel broke our kiss and turned to face him.  "Just put it on the
table," she said as she picked a banana off the plate of fruit that he was
holding.  As he walked to the table, she peeled the banana and threw the
skin towards him.  It landed on the floor beside his feet and he bent down
to pick it up.  As he straightened up, I could see his eyes looking
directly at Hazel's legs, then working upwards to the bottom of the jacket
which nicely framed her bush of pubic hair.  Hazel slowly placed the banana
in her mouth, erotically sucking at it as she inserted and then withdrew
it. By this time, the guy's hard-on was easily visible and he appeared to
not be able to move.  Hazel bit the banana and I noticed the guy squirm
with the erotic suggestion that she was making by eating the fruit.

   "Have you got a condom?" Hazel asked.  "It's just that I prefer to be
safe and we didn't bring any with us." Hazel prodded me in the stomach with
her elbow as I started to laugh.

   "Yes", the guy said, removing a condom from his pocket.  Hazel started
to walk towards him and I, of course, had to follow.

   Taking the small package from his hand, Hazel turns to me and asks "Do
you mind?".  I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak without
laughing. Hazel turns back to the guy and studies his trousers.  Reaching
out, she places her hand against the bulge.  "How do you expect to get this
into that?" she asked.

   "Er, well, " the guy started to say but stops as Hazel quickly undoes
his trousers, The guy pulls his trousers and shorts down (much to Hazel's
disappointment he wasn't as daring as I am) while she pulled the condom
from its wrapper.  Reaching down, she placed the condom over his erect
penis and deftly unrolled it.  Holding onto his covered cock, Hazel said "I
suppose we should know your name!"

   "Mike James" he replied.

   "Well Mike James, " said Hazel, "meet Mike Hunt" as she pulled his cock
towards her and inserted it into her vagina.  Reaching behind her, she
pulled my towel away and then grabs my cock and pulls it towards her anus.
Reaching for the champagne bottle, I lubricated her opening and my cock
before pushing gently inside her.  Straightening my knees, Mike and I
managed to lift Hazel off the floor, supporting her on our cocks - one
inside her cunt and the other inside her anus.  Hazel placed her hands on
Mike's shoulders to support herself while I held onto her waist.  As I
slowly pushed my cock further into her anus, I could feel the pressure of
Mike's cock.

   Slowly at first and then gaining momentum as Mike and I got used to the
tandem movement, we started to move our hips, thrusting in and withdrawing
from Hazel simultaneously.  It was all Hazel could do to keep a tight grip
of Mike's shoulders to support herself while her body was pummelled from
both sides.

   Just as we started to get a good rhythm going, Mike lost concentration
and moaned loudly.  "I'm cumming" he cried while I continued to thrust into
Hazel's arse.  The movement in her body that I caused created the effect of
Mike still thrusting while he came.  As he pulled out, I felt the weight of
Hazel fall fully onto me, and my knees buckled.  Luckily one of the dining
chairs was just behind me allowing me to sit down, still with my cock
inserted into Hazel.

   Hazel opened her eyes and reached forward, removing the condom from
Mike's penis.

   "Thank you, Mike, that was great" she said pulling his slippery cock
towards her.  She took it into her mouth and cleaned off his sperm.  She
then lifted the condom to her mouth and poured its contents down her throat
while Mike pulled his shorts and trousers up.  Leaning forward, Hazel
kissed Mike, forcing her tongue into his mouth and, I was sure, enabling
him to taste his ejaculation.

   Having completed his room service, Mike straightened his clothes and
quickly left.  Hazel, gently standing up and allowing my cock to slide out
of her anus, turned round to face me and sat back down making sure that she
slid me into her cunt.  She kissed me briefly and then picked up a sandwich
from the plate on the table beside us and broke a bit off.  Feeding it into
my mouth, she helped herself to another piece.  Her cunt muscles continued
to tighten against my cock, massaging it gently while it stayed firm inside
her.

   I gently thrust my hips backwards and forward, rocking her body up and
down.  As she continued to feed both of us with the sandwich, my lips and
teeth sucked against her fingers as she placed the bread in my mouth. 
Finishing the sandwich, Hazel picked up an apple from the plate.  Taking a
deep bite, she moved her mouth towards mine and manoeuvred the chunk of
apple into my mouth using her lips and tongue.  Eating a bite herself, then
biting and passing a piece to me, we slowly finished the food.  All this
time, my desire to ejaculate was returning due to the effects of her cunt.
As we finished the last piece of food, I started to move more vigorously
against her body, my desire to cum outweighing all other motives.  As we
both concentrated on the serious job of fucking each other, I soon felt my
balls tightening.  The sheer pleasure of the eruption prevented me from any
further action and, as my sperm washed into her vagina, Hazel hugged me
tightly as her own orgasm started.  Despite having screwed her four times,
I was still able to produce a sizeable amount of sperm.  However, both of
us were exhausted and it was all we could do to stagger across to the bed
and lay on top of the covers.  I looked at the clock on the wall - 2.45am -
it had only been three hours since we had left the party and yet we had
done more in those three hours than the previous six months.  Isn't privacy
wonderful?

   Within minutes of hitting the bed, both of us were asleep, curled
together with my arms around her and her bum nestling in my groin.

   I slowly re-gained consciousness, waking from a dream that I was in a
collapsing building and I had been pinned to the floor by fallen pillar. 
As I opened my eyes, I realised that Hazel was laying on top of me with her
mouth firmly placed around my cock and her legs either side of my head.  I
moved my hands to fondle her bum.

   "Morning wood" she said, briefly moving her lips away from my erection
but just as quickly replacing them and continuing to suck my flesh.

   "Morning, lover!" I replied moving my head towards her cunt, so
invitingly placed in front of me.  I pointed my tongue at her cunt, and
pulled her body closer to me, inserting my tongue and starting to clean out
the stale cum from our activities the night before.

   "You need a shave", she said, as she felt the roughness on my chin rub
against her inner thighs.  I continued to lick her inner recess as she made
no attempt to move.  As she finished her ministrations, Hazel let my cock
slip out of her mouth and she laid her head against my groin while I
continued to lick her.  My erection slowly subsided as I realised she had
fallen asleep on top of me.  I slowed the action of my tongue and
eventually stopped as I returned to sleep.

   A couple of hours later, I woke again to find that Hazel was now lying
beside me, trapping my arm underneath her body.  Turning my head towards
her, I gently blew air against her cunt and saw the thin pubic hairs gently
move.  She moved her hand down to cover herself and slowly woke up.

   As we both sat up, she rested her hand on my thighs and we exchanged a
long, lingering, kiss, savouring each other.

   "You definitely need a shave!" she said.  Getting up, we both made our
way to the bathroom and started the bath running.  I allowed her to use the
toilet while I urinated in the sink as I was desperate to relive the
pressure in my bladder.  It also allowed Hazel to see a side view of my
penis and the jet of liquid.  I decided that there were some benefits to
the chain linking us but an awful lot of disadvantages - not least the
marks it left where it had been laid on.  Clearly you shouldn't sleep too
heavily!

   Getting into the bath proved interesting as we both had to step in with
one leg, before bringing our other leg in.  Sitting down, with Hazel in my
lap, we started to clean ourselves.  As Hazel rubbed her legs, I paid
attention to her back and neck, making sure that they were clean before
moving my hands round to her breasts and nipples.  As Hazel's hands started
to clean my legs, I could feel her explore every inch of my calves, knees
and lower thighs.  Lifting my feet towards her, she leant forward to clean
each of them in turn, forcing my hands towards her stomach and pubic area.
As she cleaned my feet, she sucked each toe in turn while my hands took
possession of her lower body.  Gently, I inserted my two index fingers into
her vagina, massaging the area around her entrance with my thumbs.  Hazel
stopped cleaning my feet and lay back against me, revelling in the feeling.
With my fingers together, I slowly moved them in and out, recreating the
feeling of her being fucked.

   Hazel placed her hands on my thighs and slowly lifted herself up,
feeling my erect cock move down her backside and underneath her.  Lowering
herself, I positioned my penis to follow my fingers into her.  With my
hardness inserted, I started to gently massage the inside of her cunt by
changing the pressure within my penis.  Slowly, I rocked my hips, moving my
cock up and down within her.  She arched her back as the eroticism of my
movement triggered her brain to the pleasurable sensation.  The water
slowly moving around helped as it helped to fill her.  She curled her foot
around the chain of the bath plug and, as her orgasm started, pulled the
plug out, allowing the water to slowly drain away.  As her orgasm subsided,
the water level in the bath fell, leaving what soap suds that remained to
stick to our flesh particularly around my arse.  Moving off of me, Hazel
turned her body round to face me and sat back onto my hard penis.

   "You haven't shaved yet" she said, reaching for the electric razor
thoughtfully provided by the hotel.  She switched the razor on and dragged
it across my face, rubbing my skin with her other hand to make sure that I
received a close shave.  All this time, I maintained my position inside
her, grateful that it wasn't a cut-throat blade she was using as
occasionally she lost concentration.  With her lying on me, I could have
increased my speed but lazily continued the minimal action.  I didn't care
if I ejaculated, I was simply enjoying the situation of being naked,
chained to a gorgeous girl who was also naked, and feeling her pay absolute
attention to my personal cleanliness.  Switching off the razor, Hazel
kissed me full on the lips before moving her mouth to my adam's apple.

   "Mmm, that's better" she whispered.  My cock slipped out of her as she
knelt before me before laying her lips against my chest and kissing both of
my nipples one after the other.  "No hair there either", she said as she
lowered her attention to my stomach.  As her head moved slowly downwards, I
wondered if she would use the razor again.

   She moved towards my still erect penis.  "You must be wanting some
relief by now", she said, taking a firm hold of my cock.  As the soap and
little remaining water from the bath disappeared, she pumped furiously on
my penis with both hands, covering my tip with her thumbs to prevent any
premature ejaculation.  I moaned as I felt the pressure inside my balls
rise and then the immediate release as Hazel removed her thumbs.  Cum flew
straight against her body and then fell against mine.  After the initial
eruption, Hazel caught my cum in the palm of her hand and then started to
lick her hands to clean them.  Scraping the substance of off our bodies
with my hands, I offered it to her and she licked my hands clean as well.

   Managing to get out of the bath, we dried ourselves off, deciding it was
easier to dry our own body rather than each other.  Leaving the towels in
the bathroom, we walked to the bedroom.  I phoned room service to order
lunch and some more towels.  The bed clearly had been slept on, rather than
in, so we lifted the sheets and crawled in to wait for room service.  Hazel
rubbed her hand against my pubic hair.

   "Perhaps I should have continued my shaving rather than getting
distracted", she said.

   "No, I think you did fine," I replied, not wanting to think about the
sensations an electric razor could have on the nerve endings in that area.

   A knock on the door announced room service.  Hazel was disappointed that
it wasn't Mike again but was a girl who placed the food on the table and
then called to us through the bedroom door that the food was available.  I
heard the outer door close before we made our way into the dining room.

   As we ate our lunch, we talked about the events of the weekend so far.

   "I wonder how Richard and Sam got on?" Hazel asked.

   "Well, I'm certain that it won't have been as good as us.  Do you think
they were ever told about the camera?"

   We laughed and, as we did so, there was a knock at the door.  Hurriedly
grabbing the towels that had been left by room service, we wrapped
ourselves up.  Fortunately, the girl had left three towels enabling Hazel
to cover her breasts as well as wrapping a towel around her waist.  I
opened the door and Stuart and Amanda walked in.

   "We just thought we would see how you've been getting on," explained
Amanda.

   "We also thought you might be interested to see the video of Richard and
Sam from last night!"

   "We were just talking about that, " I said.  "Did you ever tell them?"

   "Oh, yes," said Stuart.  "And they watched it this morning."

   "How did they take it?" asked Hazel

   "Well, they accepted it, shall we say!  Sam was happier than Richard but
then she seems a natural show-off!  I think, after they had watched it,
they decided they had acquitted themselves rather well and weren't so
embarrassed about it," Stuart said.  "Of course, you haven't seen it, yet"

   Walking over to a cupboard at the side of the room, Stuart opened the
door and I could see a wide-screen television inside.  Bending down, he
inserted the video, which he had been carrying in his hand, into the
videoplayer and pressed start.

   The four of us sat on one of the settees to watch the show.  I noticed
that Amanda placed her hand on Stuart's lap as soon as he sat down next to
her.  Hazel and I cuddled up together.

   Next story - Dressing Room

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