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Red Bag Weekend......
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Red Bag Weekend...... Fantasies..... Carrying my red overnight bag, I step into the lobby of the hotel heading to the check in counter. This Friday night I have made a date with peace and quiet, and decided to treat myself to room service, a couple of movies, and a bottle of wine...with no family members clamoring for my attention. As I am crossing the shiny marble floor, out of the corner of my eye I glimpse you hanging back a bit behind a large potted fern. Not really thinking much about it, I check in with a grin on my face say to the hotel clerk "Please hold all my calls!" I head for the elevator holding up my room key to see the number...room 210. "Hope 210 has a soft bed!" I say to no one in particular, and suddenly look around in half embarrassment to realize I am taking to myself in public! As I turn my head to the right, again I glimpse you casually strolling down the hall behind me. I stop a moment and look you directly in the face, but you look away, so I turn around and continue towards the elevator door. I am thinking to myself..."I think I might know that guy from somewhere..." but then shake my head figuring if you knew me, you would have said hello. I push the button for the second floor, and stand humming to myself as the elevator indicator light dings down from the fourth floor. As the doors slide open I step inside and look around to see if you are still there, but mysteriously you have vanished from the corridor. I shrug my shoulders, and press the button inside the elevator car and the doors close. AS the elevator rises, I am mentally ticking off a list in my head....unpack bag, call room service....take a long hot shower....order the movies...RELAX! The doors are sliding open again and I step out into the second floor corridor, noting the pretty artwork on the walls and the deep burgundy carpeting as I head down looking for room 210. Just as I am turning the key to the room I distantly hear the elevator ding again...but make no real note of it as I step in the room to look around and see my little kingdom of solitude for the night! The room is nice, with a king sized bed, small bar a big chair and a little dorm sized refrigerator. I peek in the bathroom and am happy to note the detachable massaging shower head! Humming to myself again. I unpack all my goodies for the night. Fragrant shampoo, body oil and face cream...polish for the finger and toenails. Two candles, some magazines and a novel. Everything to complete the night of total self pampering I have planned for myself. I lay out my robe on the end of the bed, light the candles, throw the magazines on the bed, grab the room service menu and dial to order appetizers, dessert and a bottle of wine...thank you very much! Figuring there is time to take a shower before the food arrives; I turn on the water, nice and steamy hot, and shed my clothes to step in. I am shampooing my hair and thinking about what movies to order on pay per view...should I catch one of the flicks I missed in the movie theater, or should I be a naughty girl and order one of those XXX movies, I never dare to order at home with teenagers in the house! The idea is a bit exciting, as I begin to lather my body with the silky shower gel that smells like night blooming jasmine...and as ever, the feel of the water is erotic to me...as I reach to remove the shower head and turn it to pulsing jets of water. MMMMM...pulsing jets I am thinking at the same time as I am wondering what kind of XXX movies they might have on the playbill tonight! I am hoping the listings might include some sexy girl on girl action, or even threesome sex...incredibly erotic and sensual...the pulsating jets are now running slowing down my body, making me tingle all over, especailly when they hit my nipples which are hard as bullets already from thinking about the movies I might be able to see. Oh yes, pulsating jets are very nice indeed, I am thinking as I move the shower head between my legs....ahhhhh. It doesn't take long for the shudder of an orgasm to cause me to gasp and moan in release. With water streaming down my back I turn the shower off and grab one of the fluffy white towels to wrap around my hair. Then I step out on to the bath mat reaching for another to dry myself off, and smile a bit as my nipples and clit are still tingling from the wonderful massage treatment I had given myself..."have to do THAT again before I leave" I think out loud and laugh. As I am rubbing the last drips of water from my legs, I hear a knock at the door, and mutter "shit! Here already" as I tuck the towel around me and step over to the door. "Just bring it in and put it by the chair" I say, back turned as I walk over to grab my robe and slip it on. I am walking over to the table by the window to get my purse so I can pull out a tip when suddenly in a rush of air, I feel a hand come up around my throat as another grabs my hair and pulls my head back hard. I am about to scream when a gruff voice growls in my ear "not a sound...." and the fingers on my throat tighten in warning. I keep my mouth shut, and try to lean back a little to relieve the grasp on my hair. But immediately another jerk warns me not to move. "Don’t even think about it" comes the husky whisper in my ear and then "you are here for a reason....I know you are” I am trying to shake my head no...But am tight in the grasp of a man I am sure intends to attack me or worse. Again the growl in my ear..." you want to get fucked don't you?" Then a hot mouth is on my neck...biting, as the hand on my throat continues to hold me prisoner. Even though this is like a horrible nightmare, I realize that my traitor body is betraying me as it starts to respond to having my head pulled back exposing my neck like an offering. " of a bitch" I am screaming inside my head..."What the hell!" And try to twist out of the iron grip of my assailant, flailing wildly. "Oh no you don't!" I hear as I am grabbed tightly from behind, and forced forward onto the bed..."shit...so..fucking...strong..." I am gasping to myself as I still struggle to get away...I feel the weight of his body forcing me down onto the bed hard...and the hard jut of his erection as well. Now the grip on my hair makes me feel like I am soon to be scalped and I whimper just a bit as I am pinned to the bed. "Yes...you are here...and you are going to get fucked.." comes the growling voice hot in my ear again. I am now laying still, and my mind is whirling as I feel the hem of my bathrobe being pulled up the back of my legs..."ahhh.silky...smooth...jasmine" as the hand runs up my leg, first one, then the other... up to my ass and the strong hand feels like a clamp as he grabs me and growls low in his throat, like a wolf or cougar...."Don't move" he orders...and slowly pulls the bathrobe higher, to show the curve of my back. My breathing is coming in hard gasps...half fear...half excitement I realize. Now my assailant has again pressed his entire weight on me, and is biting my neck and shoulders in hard nips, where my robe has fallen away. My fear is beginning to recede...replaced by arousal as he slips his hand underneath me and grasps my breast pinching the nipple hard. "Ah!" explodes from my lips...and I hear him moan with a chuckle. His body pressing me down...cock huge against my ass...lips wandering over my back. So far I have not even seen his face...and my eyes open as I tense my fingers into curved claws. All in one motion I push back with all my strength and claw wildly, but my escape is fruitless as I hear his laughter in my ear again.."no way...you ARE staying right here" My struggle has landed me on my back, and as I look up, I see...your face. YOU...the guy in the hall...the one! The one I thought I knew from somewhere! You see the recognition in my eye and stare at me hard as you hold my arms pinned above my head. "Here I am..your room service" you lean in close and whisper "Gonna fuck you good miss...better than you have ever been fucked in your life..." and you grind your cock hard again me as emphasis. I am beginning to understand...that somehow...incredibly, you are here because deep inside I am being granted a chance to live out a fantasy that has hidden in my psyche for years. The stranger who assaults me, and in doing so, you release my deepest inhibitions. When I come back from my reverie and look in your eyes again...I see just a glimmer...possibly of humor there...but note the intensity of the glare and frown...as if you are trying remarkably hard to retain this gruff and powerful persona. You continue to hold me semi helpless in your grasp. Wonderingly I am powerfully turned on to feel trapped by you, and to know that regardless of what I say or do...I WILL be taken by you on your terms this night.... ....to be continued  |
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5/23/2009 11:43 am |
that got me nice and hard
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i like the way you fill your jeans
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they call it room SERVICE for a reason...sometimes you get serviced...
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8/14/2010 9:46 am |
I understand your needs and wants. Just let me know so to fill them.Great fantasy.
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Wow......Is all i can say,babe,you're one hell or a writer and story teller.I'm picturing everything as it happens as i read the whole thing.My eyes was locked in,imagination running wild,and dick got hard like a totem pole!PUBLISH IT BABY!
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