H is for Hotel

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Ara 6, 2023 // By:analsex // No Comment

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Janice had nearly finished packing her suitcase. She had left one item for last. Turning to her dresser, she quietly pulled the bottom drawer, which contained her jogging suits and sweats. Reaching deep into the bottom of the drawer where she’d hidden it, she retrieved the black satin form-fitting nightgown that she’d bought nearly two weeks ago.

As though it might burn her fingers, she all but raced back to her suitcase stuffing the dainty piece of nothingness inside one of her zippered pouches. She was just closing the case when her husband popped his head inside the door of their bedroom.

“Miss me?” he asked.

“Of course I will!” Janice said stepping into her husband’s arms.

“I’m sorry I can’t go with you,” he said softly as he ran his fingers through her long auburn colored hair. “Make sure you tell your sister hello for me.”

“I will,” Janice answered accepting a kiss from him. “I’d better go, you know what it’s like trying to get through the lines at the airports these days.”

He did. Brian traveled two or three times a month. A successful District Manager, part of his responsibility was overseeing the production facilities in six states. As such, he traveled to three differing ones at least once monthly.

Brian carried his wife’s suitcase down the stairs, throwing it in the back of her trunk.

“What time does your flight leave?” she asked already slipping inside her car.

“Not until two-thirty,” he responded still glancing at his watch. “It will give me just enough time to go over the production figures so I don’t have to do it on the plane. Maybe I can actually catch up on some sleep this time on the way there.”

Janice soon after backed out of the drive, her thoughts already on San Diego. But not on the visit with her sister though she was looking forward to seeing her too. She smiled, feeling just as she always did every time they met, like a young silly schoolgirl about to lose her virginity all over again.


As expected, Janice’s sister Grace met her in the baggage claim area. They had embraced joyously, laughing together. After all, it had been nearly a year now since they had last seen one another. “Another year,” Janice mused silently to herself as they began the picturesque drive across the bay bridge and the ‘Hotel’ that would soon come into view. She’d been coming here for the past ten years, and always the same time of year.

They had met in the bar of the hotel where as a young very naive woman she had gone with a group of friends to spend the weekend, celebrating her twenty-first birthday. She could remember it as though it was yesterday. Sitting at the bar, her older sister sitting beside her, Cindy her best friend and confident sitting on the other side until being asked to dance, doing so, surprising everyone. But as she’d left her seat, a handsome though rather brash young man slid in beside her. Startled, she had just ordered another drink as the bartender brought it.

“Here…allow me,” he’d said slapping a twenty down on the counter, the bartender accepting it even before Janice had the opportunity to comment or refuse. “You know what?” he’d asked.

His question had taken her by surprise, and she answered without thinking. “What?”

“You’re very beautiful, you’re the most beautiful woman here in fact.”

“Oh my God!” Grace had snickered just loud enough to be heard. Janice reached over digging her long sharp nails into her sister’s thigh effectively silencing her. Admittedly she was flustered, but his attention towards her was very much needed at the moment. Janice had just broken up with her long time boyfriend just days ago. Days before her 21st birthday where she’d been anticipating an elegant night out with him to celebrate, a night where she might actually give herself to him, the first time she would have done so with any man.

The sound of her sister’s voice broke her revelry, drawing her back to the present even as the sight of the Hotel Del Coronado came into view. Janice felt the catch of excitement in her own voice as she answered, trying to appear and remain calm. “Two days from now,” she thought silently, when she would again meet him there, just as they had been doing for the past ten years.

Janice spent the next two days with her sister catching up on one another’s lives, shopping, sightseeing. And it helped, it helped to pass the time until Saturday arrived.

“You sure he’s coming?” Grace asked.

Grace knew about everything of course. She and Janice kept no secrets from one another, never had, and never would.

“He said he’d be here,” she answered. “He promised.”

Janice had spent most of the afternoon getting ready, though why she primped herself so made Grace chuckle. At thirty-one, Janice still had the figure of a twenty-year old, much to her sister’s chagrin who had by now three half-grown kids to worry about, unlike her sister.

She finished packing her small overnight bag, looking more like a purse where she included her bayburt escort wallet, along with an extra set of keys to her sister’s car. But more importantly, the black satin gown that she had purchased especially just for this occasion.

“You look beautiful!” Grace had assured her as she stood checking her hair and makeup in the mirror one last time. “Now go! Go and have a good time!” Grace giggled knowingly.

As she drove, her sister’s words echoed within her mind, except they had the tone and feel of her lover, words spoken so many years ago now, but words that had changed her life for ever.

“You’re very beautiful,” came those soft sounding words. And once again, Janice began to feel that same sense of excitement that she always had. Once a year for the past ten years, she became a virgin again. And like the virgin she had been that night, the same wonder, even fears as well as the excitement coursed through her entire being as she pulled into the parking lot and soon began making her way inside the hotel.


As expected, it was busy for a Saturday night. Just as it had been that first time, that first night. Surprised, she managed to snare herself a seat at the bar though it wasn’t the same seat. “Close enough,” she smiled inwardly, ordering a gin and tonic.

Janice glanced at her watch. It was early yet. She had planned it that way, giving herself time to compose herself, relax. She had never been much of a drinker, perhaps the reason why she had made the decision she had, spur of the moment, much to her sister’s shock if not horror when after a while spent chatting, he had passed her the key. “1301” it had marked on it. She had shown it to Grace who once again had done everything possible short of dragging her out by her hair to keep her from going. Had it not been that she’d had a couple of drinks, perhaps caution would have ruled, instead, she stood up from the bar and headed towards the elevators…and destiny.

Janice had just ordered her second gin and tonic, watching as the bartender approached with it in hand. She turned reaching into her purse.

“Allow me.”

The words sent a chill racing up and down her spine even as she turned back around facing the bemused bartender as he accepted the bill.

“You made it!” she breathed thankfully.

“I told you I would,” he said soothingly. She felt the briefest of touch as his lips grazed the back of her neck. “Nothing would keep me from being here,” he added. “Nothing!” He kissed her again sending shock waves of lust and desire racing towards her sex like a tidal wave unleashed. Unsteady, even as she sat, she sipped her drink. He laughed.

“Take your time, you know where I’ll be,” he told her. She looked down even as he slipped her the room-key. “1301” she noted, grinning stupidly she knew. But she couldn’t help herself. The twenty-one year old virgin needed to compose herself, bolster her courage all over again. She didn’t even turn to watch him go. Taking another sip, just as she’d done so long ago, hearing the voice of her sister echoing in her mind.

“Are you fucking crazy?”


Janice finished her drink without gulping it down, sliding the empty glass away from her as she reached for the room-key picking it up. As she did, she caught a knowing look from the bartender as he took the empty glass away, felt the flush as it burned through her cheeks.

“Are you fucking crazy?”

She laughed, she laughed out loud much to his surprise as he now looked at her as though she was crazy, laughing for no apparent reason. Clutching the key in hand, she hurried towards the elevators. Moments later she stood before the door “1301”, slipping the old-fashioned style key into the lock, turning it.

She knew where he’d be. The door to the bathroom was just to the right. She opened it stepping inside even before turning on the light. No lights were on in the room, just as there hadn’t been then. The sudden glare of light as she flipped the switch almost annoying as Janice quickly removed her dress, slipping into the sexy form-fitting gown she had purchased. Once again she checked her hair, makeup. Giggling after she had, realizing in the near darkness he’d be unable to see any smudge, any out of place hair, nor caring really even if there had been. Once again she turned off the light, opened the door and waited for her eyes to make the adjustment.

Padding on bare feet now, she made her way through the large spacious room, a suite really. She glanced towards the bed, noticed the sheets already turned down, peeled away, expectant. Just ahead the slight billowing of the curtains as the night breeze caressed them, as though welcoming, beckoning her to continue. She did. Silently though she knew as he must know she’d arrived. The moon only half did little to brighten the balcony where he stood. Yet she felt as much as saw him as she parted the curtains stepping outside into the cool night air. Only then did he turn, smiling, gathering bartın escort her into his strong powerful arms.

“It’s been too long,” he whispered his hand already seeking for and finding one of her full firm breasts. “Too fucking long,” he added emphasizing the want and need of his desire for her.

“Yes, yes it has,” she confirmed now kissing him as his lips pressed against hers, tongues dancing, the feel of his hand ever so gentle as it played teasingly with her aroused nipple through the thinness of her gown.

They stood there for what seemed like an eternity, oblivious to the sounds below, to the noise of passing cars as they entered or left the parking lot. Only the sound of their breathing could be heard, the escalation of excitement as his hands began to trace imaginary lines up and down her body. The way his fingers ran along her sides following the shape of her curves towards her ass where he lingered, feeling the firmness of her twin cheeks as he cupped them briefly pressing them firmly within his hands as he held her even closer against him. When he did, she felt his desire waiting for her there.

Shakily, giddy, the heady sensation of desire and need already beginning to seize her, she allowed her hand to drop, parting the robe he stood wearing. She sought him out, found his smooth hardness hearing him groan when she did.

“Make love to me,” she whispered. “Please…make love to me, now!”

Effortlessly, he picked her up carrying her back into the bedroom setting her down on to the bed. Featureless there in the darkness, only the outline of his form as he stood above and beside her, the movement of his robe as he took it off, the sound of it falling, lazily hitting the floor.

She was glad for it. Hoping the cover of darkness would hide the brief fear and momentary panic held within her eyes. “I’ve never been with anyone,” she told him whispering, almost wishing her words to be too soft to be heard.

He paused as though thinking, considering. Again panic washing through her for a moment more.

“I’ll be gentle,” he promised, and then slid onto the bed beside her.

He lay touching, kissing her, though not urgently. Soft, gentle, until she felt the moisture that had already gathered between her legs suddenly increase, as her need became lust, as the panic she had once felt evaporating away, becoming want…desire.

Even then, she expected him to enter her, soon. As his hands slowly lowered in exploration, his fingers just brushing the silky smooth folds of her femininity, she anticipated the eventual arrival of his male-self. She prepared herself for it, unknowing of the sensation, having little if any real knowledge of what was to occur, what it might feel like though she had masturbated often while imagining it in the past.

Even as he rolled, placing her beneath him, she found herself holding her breath, her legs automatically coming a part so that he could lie between them comfortably, surrendering.

The feel of his lips as they discovered her breasts sent additional chills, additional goose bumps racing up and down her entire body. Like a meadow of wildflowers waving in the breeze, she felt each and every bump come alive, beckoning to him, imploring him to enter her fully and completely. She lay beneath him, anticipating the knock of his penis to the door of her now liquid quim, somewhat confused, bewildered as he slithered down the length of her torso instead.

Janice felt the press of his lips upon her naval as he kissed it, realizing as he did, she was holding her breath. She exhaled slowly as his tongue darted inside, causing her to inhale sharply, unexpectedly, once again holding her breath. As his lips continued to kiss, almost, but not quite tickling, only then did she realize his intent as he began moving downward even further.

She had petted before, heavily, though only recently with her ex. But even then it had never gone beyond hands and fingers, though pleasant that it was. He had once tried to coax her, convince her into letting him do “this” as she though it. But she had squirmed out from beneath him literally kicking him away. Not this time, no. Certainly not this time as tiny electrical thrills paralyzed her body. She lay motionless as though dead, wondering briefly if he would sense some sort of panic, fear, and hesitation on her part. Yet his lips and tongue continued their slow torturous journey until finding the secret hidden treasure of her pleasures. There, he again kissed, simultaneously drawing in the tender sensitive nubbin of her being, the fires now raging wildly both within her mind as well as between her legs, suddenly consuming all thought, all sense of sensibility and inhibition as each evaporated like falling rain upon steaming asphalt.

She didn’t even realize her hands now fingered through his thick hair until she felt it tangle, pulling between her fingers. His sigh of pleasure as he gave pleasure as well as approval, thus…she continued, ığdır escort pulling on his hair, interlocking it as his lips interlocked once again with her so sensitized clitoris, exploring its wonders, as it in turn became a wonder of indescribable pleasure and profound joy such as none that she had ever previously experienced before.

She was again glad for the darkness, for her eyes and face would have embarrassed herself, for she swam in a sea of luxury, giving herself over to it, accepting compromise as her voice betrayed her soul, gasping out in wanton lust, heated desire, ever escalating passion.

“Oh Steve! Steve!” she cried out finally, forgetting herself, allowing herself to feel and in doing so, allowing him to know the intensity of her pleasure. Over and over again she called out his name as his lips kissed, sucked and nibbled at her. She moaned audibly, loudly, surrendering, as his tongue finally skewered the folds of her sensitive honey-dripping flesh, seeking out the nectar that had pooled there waiting to be found.

She felt the beginnings of her climax, teetering on the edge, and there is where he kept her. Not once, nor twice, but three times he pushed her there, hovering…waiting, keeping her on the cliff of bliss, drawing her back just as she was about to fall.

“Oh fuck!” she heard herself crying out, giving in to the madness and desire that so ravished her from within.

She was only vaguely aware when his breath whispered into her ear, when his rigid rock-hard need lay within the satin folds of her pussy. She felt the tentative, yet urgent introduction, a brief albeit sharp pain, then suddenly a fullness enveloping her, a sudden grasping as her sex took hold, caressing his entry sucking him in, then holding him there within her. She cried out, but not in pain, though there had been some, briefly. But in total surprised wonder as she became one with him, one within herself, now complete now whole as never before.

They lay along time like that, unmoving. Eventually, her need for more had coaxed movement. Gradual, tantalizingly slow torturous movement as penis became cock, as pussy became cunt, as flesh became fire.

Together they explored the universe they’d created. Mindlessly, effortlessly as they exploded together in rapturous bliss, colors of every hue imaginable painting the canvas that they now shared together.


The play of sunlight streaming in through the windows as it danced upon her face caused her to stir, wakening gradually as though from dream. She had lost track of the number of climaxes she’d had. The number of times they had made love. The feel of his magnificent prick as she had taken it deep within her lips, coaxing from it his pearly substance one last time before he too collapsed, spent and exhausted as never before.

Sadness came to her then upon waking, reaching over for brief minor comfort at the touch of his still sleeping flesh.

“Baby? We need to get going,” she stated, now rousing him from his own joyous slumber.

“What time is it?” he asked groggily, sitting up.

“Time to get going,” her simple reply. Grace will be waiting for me.

“What are your plans for today anyway?” he asked reaching over to pull her back to him, where she did, falling into a heap against him, half-heartedly making some attempt to pull away.

“Shopping.” “Again?”

“For my birthday,” she answered. “You know Grace, she wants me to pick out something special, something I will wear or could use. Doesn’t want to get me something that she fears will simply sit in my closet doing nothing.”

“I wish you’d let me buy you something for your birthday,” he told her seriously.

“You do. This. This is all I ever want, ever need. Only this,” she said finally pushing away before he could convince her to do otherwise.

“By the way, why do you do that?” he questioned now standing to dress.

“Do what?”

“Call me Steve for?”

“Because that’s who you are,” she explained as though it made all the sense in the world.

“Want to run that one by me again?”

Exasperated, she shot him a rueful look as she slipped hurriedly back into her clothing. “Because that night when we met, that’s what you told me your name was,” she reminded him.

“I know that. But I also told you my real name.”

“Sure…later, after we’d already done it!”


“So! That’s who you are when we come here, that’s how I remember it!” she explained once again becoming exasperated with his inability to understand. “You just don’t know women the way you think you do,” she said finally smiling.

“Well…I certainly knew well enough to finally land you!” he told her making a grab for her one last time as she darted playfully away.

“Well that’s true,” she giggled. “But you’re still Steve, and always will be. So don’t ruin it ok?”


“By the way, how’d the big meeting go?”

“Went well, just sorry I couldn’t fly down with you. We could have had two more days together.”

“Actually honey, I’m kind of glad you didn’t, it sort of turned out even better this way,” she said wistfully.

They had both soon dressed, packed and headed out the door. At the last moment Janice retrieved the key from off the dresser, sticking it inside her pocket instead.

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