Ben woke the next morning refreshed but hungry. He got dressed into a t-shirt and jeans, then headed downstairs for breakfast. Each room had its own pass for the breakfast buffet so he didn't need to wait for his colleagues, which was good because he knew Jacob had a reputation for preferring very late breakfasts. It would have just caused conflict if the company had insisted on them eating together.
He got his breakfast and went to his table, and as he ate he pulled out his cellphone and texted Melanie, the flight attendant from the day before. He was surprised when he got an immediate response, but pleased nonetheless. Over the next few minutes they had a flirty back-and-forth via text, and before long he had arranged a date with her that evening.
Soon he had finished eating. He left a couple of dollars on the table for the waitress then decided to explore the grounds a little bit since it was still early. The conference didn't start properly for another hour and a half.
There were lots of people milling around who were too smartly dressed to be tourists - they were obviously other attendees like him. He was surprised they were already waiting, but then again perhaps some of them saw the standing around as a great opportunity to network. Ben considered it, but decided he'd rather have a bit more free time.
However, the resort was huge, and there were even more people who were there just for a vacation and were nothing to do with the conference. Lots of families, but also lots of young couples and people on their own, all here just to relax.
The grounds were nice. Lots of planted trees, with little paths through them. The sun was hot but under the trees it was pleasantly cool, and the resort had two outside cafés. It also had two swimming pools - a huge one for families which had water slides and other activities for kids, but also a smaller (but still quite big) pool aimed at adults, which had a relaxed atmosphere and even a bar at one end.
He wandered back inside then, and as he passed through reception he realised how busy it had gotten already, despite not even being 8am. The check-in line was huge. And just as he passed the line a case fell out into his path, landing with a loud thump, spilling the handbag that was resting on top of it.
A woman bent down to get it and he helped her pick it up. He smiled as he met her eyes. She was gorgeous, with long brunette hair and deep brown eyes. She was about 5'7" and probably 24 years old. And her breasts were huge, a magnificent 30H, pushing out from her tight black t-shirt. The rest of her figure was sublime too.
He helped her get her things sorted and she thanked him, introducing herself as Kelly. She had the loveliest English accent and she said she was visiting from her home town just outside of London. She'd recently broken up with her boyfriend and wanted to get away somewhere hot and sunny for a week.
Ben stayed with her as the check-in line slowly trundled along, and Kelly did not seem to mind. In fact, it seemed the opposite, given that she wasn't even subtle about flirting with him. Just as she was next in line he said he should probably head away - giving her an opportunity to say goodbye if she wasn't into him - and she looked disappointed, asking who was going to carry her luggage up to the room for her if he wasn't there.
He took the hint, staying with her as she checked-in and then carrying her luggage to the elevator. The ride up was slow, but they were alone in the elevator and he couldn't resist checking her out in the mirrored doors.
"If you keep staring at me like that, we won't make it to my room," she said softly in her wonderful English accent. She was clearly as turned on as he was, and Ben no longer had any doubt whatsoever about where this was going.
Just then the doors opened, and they scurried to her room. Ben stepped inside, placing her case neatly at the foot of her bed, and before he knew it she was kissing him. His hands went to her waist, sliding over her wonderful body as they began to undress each other.
Before long both their shirts were removed. Her hands went to his hard, toned chest with a moan, and his own hands moved to her 30H breasts constrained in her pretty blue bra. Then her jeans came off, and his slacks, and soon they were just in their underwear.
He eagerly undid the clasp of her bra, and he groaned as those perfect huge tits spilled free. He grasped them, enjoying their immense size, the bountiful pillows soft and pliant to his groping fingers. Kelly purred at the contact and reached down into his boxers, grasping his dick and stroking it.
Ben could take no more, he pushed her onto the bed, pulled off his underwear, then climbed on top to kiss her. Then he rolled over, and she unhooked her blue panties, throwing them away so now they were both naked.
"Travelling makes me so fucking horny," she whispered, staring at him with pure carnal hunger.
"Then stop talking and sit on my face," he growled.
The beautiful brunette grinned, doing exactly that, straddling his face and slowly lowering her snatch onto his eager mouth. His tongue immediately began to explore her folds, enjoying her taste, and over the next few minutes he skillfully ate her pussy with an enthusiasm that left her moaning in pure pleasure.
His hands came up, grasping her tits as he teased her clit, and she stared down at him with lewd desperation. He could tell she was getting close, and did not slow down. He was rewarded twenty seconds later when the busty Englishwoman cried out, grinding her pussy against his face as she came hard.
Then the orgasm had passed, and she slid down his chest, kissing him as she lifted her hips and reached down to grasp his cock. Without a word between them, she sank down onto his dick, her wanton cunt swallowing him up.
Her pace was slow at first but soon sped up, her hips thumping down against him. He held her close, kissing her and letting his hands stroke up and down her back as she used his cock for her own pleasure. And a couple of minutes later, she came on his dick, a wail of ecstasy torn from her lungs.
She sat upright then, rolling her hips slowly, but it soon built into a lustful pace as she started to grind herself against him. His hands moved to her huge tits, squeezing them as she rode him, and he stared into her brown eyes with delight.
"Oh my God, Ben..." she whimpered. "I'm going to cum... again..."
The last word was a moan as she climaxed for the third time that morning, her pussy gripping hold of his dick. She slumped down on top of him in the aftermath and he let her relax.
But not for too long. Soon he bent his legs for better leverage, and started to thrust into the sultry brunette. She whimpered at the feeling, lifting her head to stare into his eyes with wonderment as his pace grew. But she couldn't hold the gaze for long, because after only a minute those deep brown eyes rolled back as she came yet again, her pussy spasming on his cock.
As the gorgeous English lass twitched through it he rolled them over, using the new position to really fuck her, slamming his pole into her shivering cunt. She gurgled, clawing at his back, and a couple of minutes later she climaxed again. Her back arched and she let out a banshee's howl, her pussy clamping down on him and her face going slack. She jerked and spasmed, lost in the throes of an insanely powerful orgasm.
Finally he slowed, letting her recover. Her eyes regained focus and she stared at him in awe. "Holy fuck," she said in her cute British accent. "What are you doing to me?"
"Getting your vacation off to a good start," he teased. "And we're not done yet."
