My Trip to New Zealand Plus Extras

Checking into a nice little hotel in downtown Manila, just 2 minutes away from the airport and my connecting flight to Auckland, New Zealand, I encountered a dour little man.

This man's whole demeanor and tone of voice alerted me to the fact that he would rather not be doing his particular job at that particular moment, or in fact be there at all. Everything seemed to be an effort for him The fact that it was 10:40 pm may have had some bearing on the situation.

Once it became clear to this man that I only wanted a room for 1 night, and I would be leaving for the airport at 7am which was less than 9 hours hence, the man cheered up a little The fact I was checking in and out at the same time, meant paying in full was the only option left open to me.

An alarm call was a priority -- set for 06:00 am. A single room was ticked off next. When the hotelier asked if I would like breakfast in bed, I eagerly accepted this offer., Then I was asked if I wanted a quick/light or full/extensive service - I opted for the full/extensive service - the transaction then became easier, and he cheered up a little more.. I cordially presented my credit card which was swiftly debited. A porter was summoned to take my bags to my ground floor room, and I retired for the night.

My full extensive service began during the early hours of the morning. I can't have been asleep for more than three hours when I suddenly I came awake in the darkness as I became aware of slight a draught. The sheet on my bed was slowly and carefully lifted to allow a soft warm body to slide into the bed beside me.

The feeling of pubic hair gently nestling against the top of my leg, and soft, hard-tipped nipple gently brushing my arm, had me hard instantly, even in my jet-lagged and half-comatose state.

Nimble fingers eagerly grasped my cock and explored its potentiality prior to beginning what was indeed a satisfying and pleasurable experience. Starting very slowly, then gradually increasing in pace, I was given a good, hard, wank.

On spraying the bed with semen following my unexpected release, I fell into a deep sleep with my companion hugging and gently rocking me.

I became conscious again to the feel of a nice soft hand gently squeezing my once again fully erect penis. I looked at my bedside table to see my alarm clock alerting me to the fact that it was exactly 06:00 am.

My 'alarm clock' dragged me out of bed and into the shower where my 'breakfast' liberally soaped and rubbed me all over. She gave my erect todger a good soaping, and when she slipped a finger into my anus I nearly came again.

For my own pleasure I lost the soap a couple of times in her tight vagina. When we were clean I was toweled dry vigorously all over except for my throbbing member.

Back to the bedroom, my 'breakfast' sat on the edge of the bed and slipped a condom on me, then lay back expectantly with her legs wide part.

I didn't need a second invitation. Carefully taking up a missionary position on my knees, hovering over my intended vessel of pleasure, I took my full weight on my elbows. I quickly and silently said a prayer of thanks to whoever was listening that I had ordered breakfast in bed.

With the tip of my penis I located the welcoming entrance to a well lubricated vagina, and applied just enough pressure to see me home. The thrilling sensation of being gripped by this compact pudenda which gave me ripples of delight that was almost enough.

I just lay there in the grip of pleasure for a full minute before moving. As I felt ankles lock behind me and rest on my buttocks, I sensed I was being engulfed by a little body that only thought of my pleasure.

A slow pumping began my campaign. Trying not to rush too much and risk coming too quickly, I slowed and quickened my thrusts alternately. On reflection I would like to say that it was my awareness of pressing time that spurred me on to a greater, more frantic pace, but that would be to utter an untruth.

I became so caught up in the ecstasy of the act, and bringing about my own release, that with much uncontrolled thrashing and a few eventual, wild stabs, ejaculation eventually engulfed me.

I did successfully rendezvous with my connecting flight to Auckland. As it transpired I had plenty of time to spare. Sitting at departure gate 42, I reflected on my previous night's experience. Very little actual speech was uttered between us throughout our entire tryst. A great regret is the fact that I never found out her name.