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Subject: Abbercorn Hotel by English Bob,
Date: Mon, 02 May 2005 11:48:08 -0700
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Abbercorn Hotel
George and Rita stepped off the plane into the heat of the Maltese
afternoon and, carrying
their hand luggage made their way to the baggage claim. The air was filled
with the noise
of aircraft taking off and landing, and airport staff going about their
daily business.
This had been a last minute holiday for the couple. Both in their early
forties, they had
seen the holiday to Malta advertised and had decided to use it as a
celebration of their
twentieth wedding anniversary. They were pleasantly surprised by the speed
at which their
cases arrived on the carousel, and once clearing passport control and the
local customs,
they found themselves looking around for the representative of the holiday
company.
"Welcome to Malta!"
Hearing the female voice behind him, George wheeled round to face an
attractive girl in her
early twenties.
"Mr & Mrs Reynolds?" She asked politely.
George gave her a wide smile. "That's us!" He said
The girl ticked off two names on her clip board and returned the smile.
"Hi. I'm Julie, your rep here in Malta. I have some good news and some bad
news for you,
I'm afraid," she continued.
The smile on George's face slipped. "Uh oh. What's the problem?"
"Well, it seems that the hotel that you booked had a fire last week and is
closed at the
moment. My company has rearranged your booking, and has put you both in the
Abbercorn Club
Hotel. It's mainly for..um..our younger clients, but my company have
authorised me to offer
you a complimentary meal every night to make up for the inconvenience."
"Oh well, that sounds okay, don't you think darling?" Replied Rita, speaking
for the first
time.
"Sure. We don't mind. We're still young at heart you know!"
Julie also seemed pleased that a potential problem had resolved itself.
"Great. The bus is
waiting for you outside now and will take you straight to your hotel."
The hotel was fine, if perhaps a little noisy the first night, but George
and Rita were
tired after their trip and were heavy sleepers anyway.
They woke the following day to bright sunshine glistening off an empty
swimming pool.
George watched his wife as she got up and dressed in a fetching two piece
swimming costume.
Despite being married for twenty years, she still had a great figure. He
watched as she
wriggled her long legs into the bikini panties and then scooped her large
breasts into the
top. The thin material did little to conceal her ample charms. George could
see the outline
of her nipples pressed against the shiny fabric and he felt the pressure of
his morning
hard-on beneath the sheets. Rita caught his stare. She knew him well, and
realised that he
was getting horny.
"Down boy!" she chided. "I'm off for a swim before breakfast. Maybe you
should treat
yourself to a cold shower!"
The day passed pleasantly enough. The couple relaxed by the pool in the
morning, and after
lunch took a stroll along the beach. When they returned to the hotel in the
late afternoon,
they saw Julie, their rep, sitting in the bar. Ever the gentleman, George
offered to buy her
a drink.
"Thanks. White wine, please," Julie replied
"There seems so few people about," said Rita as they sipped their drinks.
"It's very
quiet."
"Well, that's because the younger guests don't really get going until later
in the
evening," Julie replied. "Come 10pm I think you will find the whole place
livens up
considerably!"
Assuring Julie that they were unconcerned about a little noise, George and
Rita returned to
their room and decided to take a short siesta before dinner. The temperature
had dropped a
little in the late afternoon and they both fell easily into a comfortable
sleep.
Awaking refreshed at 9pm, they dressed casually and made their way towards
the restaurant.
The meal was excellent and was accompanied by a complimentary bottle of
wine. They rounded
the meal off with more drinks in the bar, chatting idly to some of the other
guests. Around
midnight most of the other guests had left the bar in search of one of the
many clubs and
disco's that surrounded the resort. George and Rita discussed the
possibility of going on
somewhere, but instead, finally agreed to purchase a bottle of wine and
enjoy the cooler
night air from their own room's balcony.
Once in their room, George poured the wine while Rita made herself
comfortable in an easy
chair out on the balcony.
"There you go babe," said George as he handed his wife a glass of red wine.
"Chateau
Abbercorn, I think!"
Rita smiled as she took the glass and sipped it slowly. "Mmmm, not too bad!"
"Shit! I forgot cigarettes," said George. "I'll just nip down to the
reception, I think I
saw a machine their earlier today.
Rita sighed as he left the room. Silly sod could never last long without a
smoke! She
folded herself further into the chair and kicked off her sandals, the
wrap-around black
dress that she was wearing falling open to expose her legs. She was feeling
very mellow due
to the alcohol, and closing her eyes, decided to let the garment remain
open, enjoying the
feel of the cool night breeze playing over her legs and thighs.
"Hey! Nice legs baby!"
Rita's eyes snapped open as she searched for the owner of the voice. She
didn't have to
look far. Leaning over the low wall that separated her room from the one
next door, were
two young lads and a girl. All three were smiling at her, and from the way
their words were
slightly slurred, they were obviously a little drunk.
"We're off to the Manhattan club. Wanna come with us? Always room for
another sexy lady!"
The lad who had spoken was tall and blonde. He was shirtless, and Rita could
see that his
skin was deeply tanned. The other guy was slightly shorter, and in contrast
had jet black
hair but was equally as handsome. The girl, Rita guessed was a little
younger, maybe
eighteen or nineteen, and was pretty but a little plain. They introduced
themselves as
Mark; the blonde, David and Paula. They explained that Mark and David were
best friends on
holiday and that they had met Paula two days before and they had stuck
together since then.
From their leery grins and the giggles from Paula, Rita guessed that Paula
was not that
concerned about which one of the two friends would share her bed.
"No, you don't want an old dame like me cramping your style!" Laughed Rita,
enjoying the
flirting.
Paula giggled "Oh we see, planning a little party of your own with your old
man, are you?"
"Could be! We're not THAT old you know!"
Mark, who seemed a little more drunk than his friends, let the alcohol speak
instead of
engaging his brain first. "I bet you could make him happy with those tits!"
he said,
staring at Rita's chest. "I could spend a whole week looking at em!"
The remark earned him a playful slap on the arm from Paula and a deep groan
of
embarrassment from David, but Rita was not that easily shocked.
"Well, I've yet to come across a man who didn't like them." She laughed,
playfully wiggling
her shoulders to make them bounce under her thin halter top.
Unbeknown to the friends, George had returned some minutes earlier and had
been listening
to their conversation from just inside the room. Rita had seen him smiling
and had eagerly
played along. She watched the boy's jaws drop as George walked out onto the
balcony and
started to light up a Marlboro.
"Sorry mate," said David sheepishly. "We were just having a little fun, you
know?"
George remained unmoved as he inhaled in a deep breath of smoke.
"So, you think you can handle someone like Rita do you?" He said, looking at
the three
faces on the other side of the wall. "I'm not so sure that you two are man
enough for the
job!"
Rita smiled as she watched her husband. They had played this game before and
they both
loved to see how far the other party or parties would go. An insult to their
manhood
usually got them to bite!
"We can handle anything!" Said Mark petulantly "Dave and me are always up
for it!"
"Prove it," Said George with a completely straight face. "Right here. Right
now!"
For a moment there was silence. The two lads looked at each other. Paula
looked at them
both, obviously trying to figure how she was going to fit into the equation.
"Well, okay," sighed George and looking at his wife. "Looks like their not
up to it!"
"Oh yes we are!" both men replied in unison. "We're coming over now!"
A few seconds later, Mark, David and Paula joined the couple in their room.
There was an
awkward silence as nobody seemed to know what to do. They all knew why they
were there, but
seemed unable to find a place to start. Taking control of the situation,
Rita moved to the
large double bed and sat down, again letting the skirt of her black dress
fall either side
of her legs and George took a seat in the corner of the room.
"You just gonna watch while we take your wife?" asked Mark incredulously
"That's the idea. Well go on then, she looks ready to me! Paula, why don't
you sit with me
and watch the action?"
Paula was too drunk or too excited to argue as she crossed the room and
parked herself next
to the older man. She sat on the floor between his legs with her back to him
as George began
to massage her shoulders with strong hands.
Rita could feel her heart racing as the two boy's crossed the floor to the
bed and sat on
either side of her. She wasted no time, and immediately began to squeeze the
large bulges
in the front of their shorts. David sighed as he felt her touch and let his
own hand fall
to her exposed thigh. He squeezed the warm skin gently, running his fingers
further and
further up her leg until her could feel the silky fabric of her panties.
Mark's hands were
equally busy and had lowered the straps of Rita's halter top and was now
massaging her full
tanned breasts eagerly. In no time Rita had both cocks free of the lad's
shorts and was
stoking the length of each shaft with cool fingers. She glanced over at her
husband and his
new friend. Paula now had her top completely off and George was sucking
hungrily on her
young tight nipples. With her hand, Paula was fighting to release his giant
penis from the
confines of his underwear.
The room was alive with noise. Groans and sighs echoed around, amplified by
the cool stone
floor.
"Lay her down," gasped David. "Lets get her panties off!"
Mark reluctantly let go of Rita's large breasts as he gently eased her onto
her back. With
a swift movement the black panties were on the floor and David was staring
up at her neatly
trimmed mound. Mark returned his attention to her breasts while his friend
kissed his way up
Rita's long legs. Finally reaching her pussy, David plunged his tongue deep
inside the
already damp hole. Rita moaned loudly, her orgasm hitting at the same time
that David's
tongue made contact with her clitoris.
George smiled as he watched his wife shake and tremble in the throes of
climax. His penis
was as hard as rock now as Paula pumped her hand up and down his shaft. She
was standing in
front of him her legs spread, obviously enjoying the sensations herself, as
George slid two
finger easily in and out of her wet pussy. As they mutually masturbated each
other, their
eyes were still glued to the scene that was unfolding in front of them on
the bed.
Having now licked Rita to her second orgasm, David crawled up the bed and
positioned
himself between her spread thighs. Cock in hand, he gently rubbed the head
over her soaked
slit before slowly inching himself inside. Deeper and deeper he sank, Rita
moaning and
sighing constantly as he entered her. He looked down and could see his young
erection
disappearing inch by glorious inch in to the older woman's vagina.
"Ahhhhhhh," he moaned. "She's got such a hot, wet cunt."
"Yes...yes, my cunt is hot for you baby," grunted Rita as she bounced back
and forth on
David's thrusting weapon. "Fuck me ...fuck me...fuck me....harder baby,
deeper."
David slammed his cock in and out of her vagina as hard and fast as he
could. The
sensations were fantastic. Rita was gripping his shaft with her internal
muscles and
releasing in a rhythm that was simply amazing. He knew that he wouldn't be
able to hold
back for long. He looked up and saw Mark shuffle towards Rita's head. His
cock seemed huge
as he began to feed it into her waiting mouth. The sight of Rita swallowing
his friends
penis was too much for David, and with a deep groan he pulled out of her
soaked snatch and
released a torrent of thick cum on to her mound and stomach.
Meanwhile, having now completely removed her wet panties, George had managed
to persuade
Paula to sit on his lap. He marvelled in the tightness of her pussy as he
bodily lifted the
young girl up and down on his cock. He watched David climb off his wife. He
could clearly
see the semen that had been deposited on her mound trickle down between her
outstretched
legs and between the crack of her butt. He knew that Paula had experienced
at least three
minor orgasms as she bounced up and down on his cock and was almost ready to
shoot his own
load deep inside her young pussy. He looked on and could see that Mark also
was nearing his
climax. Rita was an expert at the deep throat technique, and at this time
she had Mark's
large tool buried so far down George could see her windpipe bulge with its
unmistakable
shape. With a cry, Mark through back his head and emptied the contents of
his balls
directly into Rita's throat. She swallowed hard, her throat contracting,
squeezing every
last drop of cum from his cock.
George was only a few seconds behind Mark. With a deep guttural moan his
cock swelled and
throbbed. He ejaculated deeply inside Paula, reaching around her and pulling
on her nipples
as his semen streamed into her. Paula gasped as his fingers closed almost
painfully on her
nipples and climaxed again herself.
They took it in turns to use the small shower cubicle, David, Mark and Paula
still
determined to go out and hit the town. Paula wanted to shower with Rita. She
commented that
she had never seen an aroused woman's body before and wanted to add this to
her experiences
that night. As the water cascaded over their bodies, Paula reached out and
touched Rita's
still erect nipples.
"Can I ask you a question?" Said Paula as she continued her gentle caresses.
"Sure. Of course you can dear."
"Can you teach me to suck like you did to Mark? He seemed so deep. I think I
would have
choked!"
"Certainly I'll teach you Paula. I think this holiday will provide us ample
opportunity for
me to teach you a number of new ideas. Would you like that?"
Paula didn't reply, she didn't need to. As her head bent forward and her
lips closed over
Rita's stiff nipple, Rita realised that sometimes actions speak louder than
words. This was
going to be a great holiday!
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