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Pillow Fight
by Dulcinea (imdulcinea@aol.com)

***

A business trip turns into a buddy fuck. (MF, rom)

***

The hotel her company had her staying in wasn't the most 
expensive or the fanciest, but it was certainly very 
nice.

He drove down with her one weekend, carrying her bags 
into the room and dropping them on the floor when he 
entered the room. "This is palatial!" He exclaimed, 
eyeing the king size bed that dominated the room. "What 
a great bed!"

"What?" She stepped into the room, stopping short when 
she saw the room. "There must be a mistake. I'm supposed 
to have two double beds..."

He flopped on the bed while she headed for the front 
desk to find out what was going on. In less than five 
minutes, she was back. "It's no mistake," she said, 
sinking down on the end of the bed. "This is the room my 
company reserved for me." Grinning, she tickled his 
foot. "I guess we'll just have to suffer."

"I guess so," he grinned back, crooking his finger for 
her to come over to him. "And what time do you have to 
be at work in the morning?"

"8 o'clock," she frowned. "Let's head out and catch a 
bite to eat before it gets too late."

He groaned playfully. "I can't believe you're hungry 
after that big lunch we had. Are you sure you don't want 
to stay in tonight and take advantage of this wonderful 
bed?" He looked at her frown, then sighed. "Let me wash 
up, first. Then we can go. Okay?"

She nodded, biting her bottom lip until he walked past 
her into the bathroom. Smiling, she jumped up, shedding 
her outer clothes until she had just her bra and half 
slip on. As long as the water was running, he would be 
busy, so she listened carefully for the water to stop 
while she gathered the sofa cushions and all the bed 
pillows, throwing them into the space between the bed 
and the wall.

Squealing as the bathroom door opened, she dove across 
the bed, rolling into the space to protect her horde of 
pillows. "Okay Honey," he said, walking around the 
corner. He was bare-chested, his dirty shirt in his 
hand. "Let me change shirts, then we can leave. Where do 
you want to..."

SPLAT! The first pillow silenced him, smashing into his 
face, catching him by surprise. She watched it plop to 
the floor, the startled look on his face so very 
adorable. The second pillow was flying across the room 
before he could recover, bouncing off his chest to land 
on the bed. "You imp!" He cried, his dark eyes taking in 
her scantily clad form, and the mischief in her face. 
"You're in for it now!"

He grabbed the two pillows, one in each hand, and jumped 
up on the bed. She squealed, reaching behind her to grab 
the heavy couch pillow, swinging it wildly. "Oh no you 
don't!" He exclaimed, dropping his pillows to grab the 
one she swung. He tried to pull it out of her grip, half 
dragging her across the bed before he succeeded. "So you 
want to have a pillow fight, eh?" He laughed evilly.

She rolled out of the way, dropping back to protect the 
pillows. Past experience had taught her that was the 
only chance she had against him in a pillow fight; he 
would always wrest the pillows away from her, so she had 
to stockpile them first. Not that she kept them very 
long, but at least she could get a few good whacks in. 
The two toss pillows from the couch bounced off his 
chest, and he laughed even harder. "Are you done yet?" 
He asked.

"Never!" She jumped up on the bed, swinging a bed 
pillow. The King size bed gave them plenty of room to 
battle on, and the pillows flew rapidly. She caught him 
watching the way her breasts jiggled in her bra, and the 
way the short slip rode up on her thighs. Of course, 
she'd planned on her lack of clothes to be a 
distraction. "Give up?" She asked, pausing to gasp for 
air.

"I don't think so." He dropped the pillow and dove for 
her ankles, hoping to knock her down. "No you don't!" 
she cried, jumping off the mattress to the floor.

He lay sprawled on his stomach, laughing too hard to 
move. Taking her chance, she jumped back on the bed, 
straddling his hips, her hands on his shoulders. 
"Pinned!" She exclaimed triumphantly. "I win."

"Augh!" He struggled, trying to unseat her, but he 
couldn't get the leverage on the mattress. "Nyah, nyah, 
nyah!" she laughed, bopping his head with one of the 
small couch pillows. "Admit it. I won."

"Never!" She laughed at his answer, leaning down and 
pressing her nipples into his back, nibbling on his 
earlobe. Her fingers ran through the short hair at the 
base of his neck, scratching and rubbing the way he 
liked. With little kisses, she traced her way from one 
ear to the next, sucking that earlobe between her teeth. 
"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?" she asked 
sweetly.

He groaned, feeling himself grow hard under her 
ministrations. She squirmed, rubbing herself against 
him, her hard nipples still pressing into his back. 
"Okay! Yes, You win." He tried to sound dejected. "Now 
will you let me up?"

Laughing, she rolled off of him, expecting him to turn 
his attention to love making. She was wrong. "Sucker!" 
He cried, throwing a pillow into her face. "You didn't 
think I'd quit so easily, did you?"

"Oh, you beast!" She rolled away, reaching for a pillow. 
One hand grabbed her ankle, pulling her across the bed 
to him. "Hi there." He smiled down at her, his hand 
running up the inside of her thigh. His other hand 
popped the front clasp of the bra, freeing her breasts. 
"Now just where do you get off teasing me like that?"

"If you don't want me to tease you anymore, I won't," 
she replied haughtily, then drew a deep breath as his 
teeth caught one of her nipples. His fingers were 
working into her panties, stroking her shaved outer 
lips. "Don't you dare stop." He whispered around her 
nipple.

She laughed, hugging his face to her breast. His 
hardness pressed urgently against her thigh, and his 
fingers began exploring the moistness between her pussy 
lips. She gasped, feeling his tongue trace its way from 
one breast to another.

"I thought you were hungry," he said, his finger dipping 
inside her. Her breathing had changed, almost becoming a 
pant as his thumb rolled around her hard clit. 
"Shouldn't we be leaving for dinner?"

"We could order room service. Strawberries and whipped 
cream." She answered. "I could make myself a banana 
split, so to speak."

They both felt his cock throb at that. "I could make 
myself a nice sundae." He replied, increasing the 
pressure on her clit. "Dip the strawberry deep inside of 
you, then suck it out..."

"Oh!" Her body responded to his stroking, her hips 
thrusting up on his hand. "My, my, my." He smiled, 
feeling her body convulse and shudder beneath him. "That 
was fun."

"Mmm-hmm." She opened her eyes, the love and the lust 
for him clearly evident. He removed his hand, licking 
her juices from his fingers. "Now what should we do?" He 
asked.

She pushed him on his back and unzipped his pants, his 
cock leaping out at her. "Well, hello there!" She said, 
kissing the pre-cum covered head. "How nice to see you 
again."

They laughed together as she worked his pants off, 
dropping them on the floor. "I think we're going to have 
to make the bed before we go to sleep." She said, 
looking at the mess they'd made of the covers. 
Shrugging, she stepped up on the bed, then dropped her 
panties and the slip. Straddling him again, she grasped 
his cock, guiding it to her pussy.

The first touch was electric, drawing a gasp from both 
of them when the head rubbed up against her naked lips, 
their love juices mixing as she rubbed against him. Then 
she lowered herself down, his cock sliding easily in her 
wetness.

Clutching his cock with her pussy muscles, she inched 
her way down him, making him gasp when at last their 
bodies met, his cock buried completely inside her. His 
hands rose to her breasts, his fingers rolling her 
nipples, pinching them, making her squirm delightfully 
on his cock.

Slowly, oh so slowly, she raised herself off him, until 
only the head was left inside her, then she slid down 
again, relishing in the fullness of her pussy. Up and 
down, up and down, working her hips and thighs, taking 
her pleasure from his hard cock. When she came, she came 
hard, calling his name as her pussy spasmed around him.

"That's it, baby," he whispered, stroking her clit while 
she squirmed on top of him. "Cum all over me."

Before she'd completely recovered, he rolled, so she was 
under him, their body never losing contact. For the 
moment, he was content to lay on her, feeling her thighs 
around him, her hands on his back, and he kissed her, 
his tongue thrusting in and out of her mouth with great 
passion.

No words were spoken. He began to pump in and out of 
her, faster and faster, her hips rising to meet each 
stroke. Her moans and cries encouraged him, increasing 
his desire. "Don't cum yet." He whispered, knowing she 
was close. "Wait for me."

She nodded, eyes closed, chewing her bottom lip to keep 
from screaming. One final thrust and then he buried 
himself inside of her, feeling her orgasm start as he 
poured his seed deep into her womb.

They lay together, still joined, enjoying the feel of 
the other in the afterglow of their lovemaking. As his 
cock shrank, he slid out of her, grabbing the edge of 
the bedspread and pulling it over them. "Do you realize 
we're only on the middle of the bed?" he asked, looking 
around. "I think I love this king sized bed."

"I love you," she said, kissing the tip of his nose. 
With a grin, she reached for a pillow and pretended to 
swing at him, laughing as he ducked. Instead, she slid 
it under head. "Aren't you going to grab a pillow?" She 
asked.

With a wicked grin, he nodded, then lowered his head to 
her breast, covering one nipple with his palm. "Grabbed 
me a pillow." He laughed.

Soon, his breathing turned regular, and she realized he 
was asleep. Yawning herself, she reached out, grabbing 
another nearby pillow and pulling it close. After all, 
she might need it when she woke up.... who said the 
pillow fight was over?

END

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