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The Weekend
by Carlypax (carlypaxman@yahoo.co.uk)

***

My girlfriend and I have a dirty weekend at a luxury 
hotel and both of us get more than we bargained for. 
Plenty of hot sex, but NOT just the two of us. (FF, 
rom)

***

We had been planning it for weeks, and now it was here. 
I looked at Deborah in the taxi as we pulled up, and 
she flashed me one of those gorgeous smiles and 
fluttered her lashes over her luminous eyes, we were 
here!

The hotel is an old country house in Buckinghamshire, 
and specialises in weekend breaks for the seriously 
rich. I would never have been able to afford it 
normally, but the company I work for has a special 
arrangement with this place and the £500 I had parted 
with on my credit card was well worth it, judging from 
the brochure they sent me. Jacuzzi baths, Queen sized 
four posters and luxury everywhere was just what the 
doctor ordered for my first whole weekend with my new, 
and very special girlfriend. We had both spent the day 
before in the hairdressers, and hers looked stunning, 
blonde and styled, with those dark eyes stopping the 
traffic as always.

A flunky in a frock coat opened the door of the cab, 
and we stepped out onto the gravel drive, looking up at 
the pillars over the huge double doors to the reception 
lobby. Our cases were taken, and I wished I had been 
able to afford some fancy luggage to go with my new 
dress and underwear. Victoria's Secret had given my new 
Barclaycard another bashing together with the hotel, 
but I was proud of my new black bra and knickers, with 
the fancy lace cups and the silk cutaways. Someone was 
going to get the chance to take them off me several 
times this weekend. I wonder who:)

We were escorted through the lobby to the check in 
desk, and after a few minutes formalities, were in the 
old fashioned wood lift to the top floor. I had asked 
for the honeymoon suite, and noticed the very severe 
looking receptionist, with her black suit and pearls 
cover a small smile when we stood in front of her. I 
can usually tell when a woman is bi or les, and she was 
definitely one of us. Her eyes had roved over our 
bodies when she thought we weren't looking, and I 
didn't see any objections.

The suite was amazing. Big sash windows looked over the 
golf course and nature reserve to the rear of the 
hotel. There was a sitting room with massive soft 
chairs and a sofa around a coffee table. The bar in the 
corner, unlike most hotels, was a proper bar with 
stools and a range of soft and hard drinks on the shelf 
at the back. Moving further in, I saw the door to the 
bedroom. We tipped the bellboy and when he had left us 
alone, we stared at each other and burst out laughing. 
The place was so over the top, it was hilarious. 

"Look at us, two ordinary working girls, in a place 
designed for royalty." When we stopped laughing I did 
something I had been dying to do all the way here. I 
slipped my arms round her neck and she gave me one of 
the kisses that made my knees go weak and my underwear 
to magically become loose. Our tongues entwined and she 
moaned softly into my mouth. God she was sexy, and I 
sent a thank you to the man upstairs for letting me 
find her.

After that teasing and frankly erotic kiss, we would 
normally have ripped each others clothes off and had a 
frantic fuck on the bed/floor/sofa - just about 
whichever space would accommodate two writhing girls in 
need of satisfaction. But we controlled ourselves with 
difficulty and did a tour of the suite. Large bunches 
of flowers were all around the place, in expensive 
looking vases and with the sunlight streaming in the 
enormous windows, it looked fabulous. 

After oohing and aahing at the huge bathroom, with its 
double sized sunken Jacuzzi bath (well it was a 
honeymoon suite!) and white Harrods fluffy towels and 
dressing gowns, we finally reached the bedroom. I say 
bedroom, but it wasn't like any bedroom I had ever been 
in before. 

The windows were just as big, with expensive purple 
drapes all round, there was a dressing table as big as 
my dad's car in the corner, and around the walls, 
Victorian mirrors were everywhere. Again I smiled 
inside when I thought about all the newly weds who had 
stayed here before, I bet the mirrors got plenty of 
action and they certainly would tonight!

But the thing that took both our breath away was the 
bed. It was a huge 4 poster, on a raised plinth, so you 
stepped up to it. The same heavy satin drapes 
surrounded the pillars, and the mattress was so big and 
soft, you sank in a good six inches when you sat on it. 
The sheets were French and monogrammed. It was the sort 
of bed that people slept in and never wanted to leave. 
We looked at each other again and giggled; there 
wouldn't be much sleeping done in it by us that was for 
sure. Some beds are made to fuck in, and this was one 
of them.

Another kiss seemed to be necessary (how strange that 
we always felt the same way!) and after Deborah had 
given me her special tongue treatment, so that I could 
hardly breath for excitement, our tops and trousers 
seemed to miraculously fall off on their own, it was 
something I had gotten used to over the past couple of 
weeks, it happened a lot.

"Carly," she breathed in my face after we finally 
stopped, "I want you naked, now!"

Music to my ears. Standing in my bra and knickers with 
Deborah is wonderful, but being naked with Deborah is 
way better! We got up onto the bed, which seemed to 
envelop us both in soft linen and silky covers. Our 
kisses turned passionate and I again felt the desire 
rush through me as I cupped and squeezed those amazing 
breasts. She groaned in my mouth when I found her 
nipple with my thumb and her own fingers pulled my legs 
apart. I knew what was coming.

Her first touch was always special, and when that sly 
finger slid gently down my pussy, opening me up as the 
wetness came to the surface, I groaned too. My legs 
went wider on their own, and I lay back to let her play 
with me. She whispered words of love in my ear as she 
slowly and expertly played with me. My hips started 
rolling and her fingers went deeper in me. My clit was 
throbbing by now, and she circled it cleverly, just the 
right pressure. God, this chick knew how to make me 
excited!

I was still thumbing her nipples, and now my hand 
joined hers to play between those soft and willing 
thighs. I could feel her wetness immediately, and she 
arched up to let me slip deeper, but I toyed with the 
small excited button for a while first. We had all 
weekend to get frantic, this was just the start...

Fingering each other is something Debs and I can do for 
ages, almost as long as we can tease each other with 
tongues, but sooner or later, her face gets all serious 
when she wants to come, and I just have to help her 
with that. We kissed again, harder this time, and I 
started to touch her more firmly, digging deeper inside 
her and licking her neck... This usually works, 
especially when I whisper in her ear at the same time

"Come for me baby, I love fucking you, you are such an 
incredible fuck, come for me now..."

She threw her head back, and even though her fingers 
were still teasing my clit, I knew she was starting to 
get that 'Oh my God, its happening' look on her face, 
and she was biting her bottom lip... When she comes, 
she gets noisy, and her moans and cries excite me so 
much she sometimes can even stop touching me, but I 
still have a mini come of my own. I can never resist 
covering her mouth with mine, because it feels so 
fucking sexy to have her crying out into my mouth.

She shook for a few moments afterwards, and I was 
careful to avoid touching her sensitive clit. Just 
slow, sexy fingertips slipping round inside her, 
feeling her spasms from inside. I knew that feeling so 
well, and it would be even better later, when my lips 
and tongue would feel it. I remembered what it felt 
like to have my tongue deep inside her (I am lucky, cos 
my tongue is quite long, I can touch my nose with it!) 
when she goes off, and the squeezing her pussy does is 
amazing!!

Finally she calmed down, and after a long and loving 
kiss and cuddle together, she started on me. She has 
always loved going down on me, right from the first 
night we slept together, and she didn't disappoint... 
Her eyes looked straight into mine as her tongue worked 
its magic around my clit. Her fingers, three of them, 
were inside me, just the right rhythm, in and out, with 
her hot mouth teasing me all the time. It usually takes 
no time at all for her to make me come like that; just 
her eyes are enough to set me off. They seem to 
hypnotise me while her mouth is setting me on fire. 

I bucked up against her, and she slid a hand underneath 
to tease my bum while she licked. That was it, I 
exploded, and cried out so loud, I thought someone 
would come to find out who was being murdered in here. 
No one was the answer, just Carly having the licking of 
a lifetime from Deborah. She suckled on me while I came 
down from the incredible high and we laid together for 
a few moments, our breathing returning to normal. I 
kissed her wonderful lips again, and tasted myself on 
them, the best taste in the world apart from her own 
sensuous flavour.

We got up, naked and hand in hand and padded across the 
thick carpet, through the open bedroom door to the 
sitting area. I was heading for the bar, to get us a 
long cool drink, but I stopped in my tracks when I saw 
a figure standing by the couch. It was a chambermaid. 
Tiny and Thai looking, she was blushing furiously. She 
looked very cute in her black dress, white frilly apron 
and cap and covered her pretty mouth as she giggled 
nervously. 

Deborah and I looked at each other in amusement, 
neither of us were uncomfortable naked, and we just 
wondered how long the girl had been standing there. She 
didn't seem upset, just a little embarrassed, so we 
didn't say anything for a long minute...


Part two coming up?

Comments welcome to carlypaxman@yahoo.co.uk

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