Date: Sun, 14 Jun 2015 11:50:20 +0000 (UTC) From: Lawrence Arabicus <lurker6000@yahoo.ca> Subject: Home and Away Ch.9 The Neighborhood (Home and Away) Ð Chapter 9 This is a work that is not based on any real persons or events. If you are not of legal age to read erotic fiction, please leave now and do not continue reading. For everyone else, I hope that you enjoy it and have fun. Feedback is always welcome. All materials presented herein copyright the author. Please consider donating to Nifty. It takes time and money to present all of these hot stories for our naughty pleasures. Rebecca strode through the lobby doors of the hotel, Matilda two steps behind her, Lorenzo and the handsome young bellhop brought up the rear towing their luggage on the baggage cart. She stepped to the reception desk, her breasts resting on the counter, the buttons on her white blouse straining against her cleavage. The woman at the desk was in her early thirties, dirty blonde hair pulled into a neat bun, her blouse curving suggestively under her dark blue blazer. She smiled knowingly at Rebecca as she passed the key-card, her hands resting briefly on the older woman's perfectly manicured nails. "Suite 1066. Top floor, one king sized bed, compliments of Mr. Miller," she said, a faint French lilt in her honeyed voice. Her eyes roved over Rebecca's companions, Matilda in her summer dress, dark nipples like flints against the pale green fabric, Lorenzo no longer in his workman's clothes, wearing a black button down shirt and linen pants that did nothing to hide his sizeable bulge. "Thank you É Natalie," Rebecca said, glancing at the woman's nametag. She leaned further forward, her lips inches from the clerk's, "we will be make very good use of it. Perhaps you will so good as to have some champagne sent up, before you go off shift?" "I will see to it personally," she replied, brown eyes sparkling. She turned to the bellhop, "make sure Mr. Miller's guest want for nothing." He nodded and led the party to the elevator across the wide, marble tiled floor. As the glass-walled car began to ascend, Rebecca looked back over her shoulder. The clerk had her eyes fixed on her. With a sly smile, Rebecca leaned her round ass against the window and raised the back of her skirt over her hips, pushing her cheeks against the glass, revealing the tops of her stockings, her garters and the red thong stretched taut over her pussy. When she looked back again, she could see the clerk staring, open-mouthed. They exited the elevator and Rebecca turned her attention to Matilda, who was walking ahead of the bellhop, her hips swaying, and the hem of her dress brushing against the backs of her creamy thighs. Rebecca moved up beside the young man, taking in his dark skin, full sensuous mouth, the lean muscles moving under his uniform. He glanced down at her and smiled pleasantly, his eyes widening slightly as he noticed that she had undone the top four buttons on her blouse, exposing the tops of her plush breasts. She looked directly at him and smirked as he reluctantly tore his eyes away from her chest. She glanced at his crotch and saw that she was having the desired effect. Arriving at their room, Rebecca swiped the key-card and entered, Matilda following. A wide window presented a panorama of Station City's skyline. One step down from the main room was a large hot tub overlooked by a set of French doors that led to a garden balcony. The girl slipped off her sandals and threw herself onto the bed, giggling at the luxury of the suite. She landed on her back, her knees apart, and Rebecca smiled at the bellhop's startled gasp. From her position just behind the young man, she could see Matilda's bare pussy lips and neatly trimmed patch of dark pubic hair. Rebecca had forbidden her assistant to wear panties for the duration of their trip. She moved up beside the bellhop as he began unloading their luggage, struggling to keep his eyes off Matilda's display. She put her hand on his back and snugged her curvy body against him. He swallowed audibly. "Do you like what you see?" she purred, running her hand over his taut backside. Matilda shifted slightly on the bed and opened her knees wider, exposing her lips and the bottom of her ass. He gulped again. "Yes Ma'am," he whispered. "I thought you might," Rebecca's hand moved to cup his crotch. His manhood was swelling quickly under her touch. She deftly unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers, and before the young stud knew what was happening his hard dick was in her warm hand. "I believe this boy needs a tip. Don't just lay there, Matilda, this cock isn't going to suck itself." Rebecca's assistant launched herself off the bed and moved directly to the bellhop, pressing herself against his chest. His hands moved up to her sides, and tentatively cupped her breasts. She dropped to her knees and swallowed his member in one smooth motion. He moaned loudly as Matilda began pumping his dick between her lips, slurping wetly at the shaft and burying the head in her throat. Rebecca could see he wouldn't last long, so she took his right hand and slipped it under her skirt and into her panties. In seconds his long black fingers were in her cunt and she began to ride his hand. She motioned for Lorenzo to approach and tilted her head indicating where he should position himself. With a familiar leer, he knelt behind the bellhop, ran his callused hands up the back of his lean thighs, and gripped the round buttocks. A look of panic replaced the ecstasy on the young man's face as Lorenzo's tongue snaked between his cheeks and flicked over his anus. Rebecca pushed her breasts against his torso and Matilda took his cock deeper into her throat. "Relax," she whispered in his ear, the wet squelching sound of his fingers in her twat competing with Matilda's slurping. "Just go with it, it'll get you off like nothing else." He relaxed subtly and began to move his hips in time with the pair kneeling in front and behind him. Rebecca began to rock her hips back and forth on the bellhop's hand, his thumb now rubbing her engorged clit. The young man began to moan and whimper as Lorenzo slipped his index finger into his asshole. Matilda sucked the tip of his cock, running her tongue over the underside of his glans, cupping and squeezing his balls. Rebecca could see he was on the edge and could feel the urgency of his thrusting fingers churning in her cunt. "Are you going to cum for me, baby?" Rebecca whispered in his ear, "Shoot that big hot load all over her sweet little face? Maybe you want Lorenzo in there too?" She motioned to the man positioned at the bellhop's rear, and he immediately crawled forward and began licking the dark shaft of the cock in his girlfriend's mouth. This pushed the young man over the brink, and he began to erupt, hips bucking convulsively. Matilda backed off the head and allowed the spray to catch her directly on the face, and then she shoved it into Lorenzo's mouth, to catch the last pulses on his tongue. The bellhop slumped, spent, but Rebecca held his hand tight against her crotch as she ground out her own orgasm, watching her two pets kissing and sharing the load of this young stud. She leaned forward and slipped her tongue in his ear as she moved his hand from her dripping cunt up to his mouth. "You can come back and join us, when you get off shift, if you liked this. Maybe we can get down to some real business. That hottie, Natalie, from the front desk will be here. Maybe you can bring some other young studs?" The bellhop nodded as he licked Rebecca's nectar from his fingers. She pushed him out of the door, his pants still around his knees, and then dropped to the bed, her legs open. The young man turned to see Matilda crawling forward and burying her face in Rebecca's muff. Lorenzo followed him to the door and gave the young man's cock a few tender strokes. The bellhop began to stiffen again and Lorenzo smirked at him, licking his lips. "See you soon, amigo," he said, then closed the door, leaving the young man to frantically tuck his manhood back in his pants and return to work, head whirling and cock throbbing.