The weekend away in the Lakes was really needed by Louise and Paul. Pressures of work and the general stresses of life had been wearing away at them and the chance to focus on each other was welcomed by them both.
The barn conversion they'd hired for the 3 nights was perfect; split into two apartments it had the real whiff of luxury. The host met them to handover keys and show them around, explaining that the other apartment was occupied by a lone woman who was there for a fortnight for some peace and quiet to help her write a book.
The fortnight away in the Lakes was really needed by Sarah Jane. Pressures of work and the general stresses of life had been wearing away at her and the chance to focus on her autobiography was welcome. She'd been blessed with lovely warm weather as well.
The barn conversion she'd hired for the 14 nights was perfect; split into two apartments it had the real whiff of luxury. The host had met her to handover keys and show her around last week, explaining that the other apartment would only be occupied for 3 nights the next weekend. It gave her a fortnight of some peace and quiet to help her write her book.
Louise and Paul had started to unpack but, excited by the freedom and lack of distractions, it hadn't taken long for Paul to walk up behind her and start kissing her neck. A few minutes later, having brought her to orgasm with his tongue, he was fucking her, her legs over his shoulders and his hips banging hard into her. Her second orgasm was loud and prolonged, and she soon felt his hot cum firing into her, his moans equally loud.
Sarah-Jane heard the other guests arrive and glanced out of the window at the couple who looked nice enough. She took a break from writing, lying on her bed and thinking about nothing. She quickly realised 3 things; firstly her bedroom shared a wall with the bedroom of the apartment next door, secondly the walls were quite thin and thirdly the new arrivals had wasted no time in getting down to some serious sex! She didn't really try not to listen and felt a tingle between her thighs.
She thought of how long it had been since she'd had sex, 2 months that were starting to feel like years, and she thought of how often she'd played with herself since arriving. 'Was it every night?' she asked herself? She thought so. She was quite jealous of the couple, thinking she could do with some human company to get her juices, creative and otherwise, flowing.
She lay there, continuing to listen, and her hand went, almost inadvertently, to the waistband of the loose trousers she wore, and undid the knotted belt. Her hand travelled down as she listened intently to the moans and groans coming through the wall. She slipped a finger inside her knickers and moaned herself as she felt how turned on she was. She could tell the couple were speeding up and moved so that she could pull down the trousers and her knickers, then reached into the drawer next to her for the orange buzzing toy she kept there. She turned it on and pressed it against her clit.
As she pressed it against herself she started whispering under her breath, turned on by what she was saying, by the words she was using.
'Fuck her pussy, give it to her hard' she whispered, feeling her wetness growing, and carried on 'Fill her up then let me suck her taste off your cock then let me push you back in and lick her clit as you fuck her!' She pressed the toy harder against her pussy, the vibrating end sending waves of pleasure outwards from her clit.
Her orgasm came very quickly, so intense and pleasurable, and she timed it perfectly as the couple next door came to a loud climax.
The next morning Sarah Jane was hanging out some washing on the line at the back of the barn. Louise had come out and they said 'Hi' over the small fence and started chatting. They spoke about how nice the accommodation was, about her book, about the weekend away Paul and Louise were having and other inanities. As they chatted Sarah Jane warmed to her, liking her obvious intelligence and humour.
Louise mentioned that her and Paul were planning on having a bbq later, and said she would check that the washing had been brought in first, not wanting to smoke up Sarah Jane's clothes. She didn't really think about her next words, but invited Sarah Jane to join them. There followed the usual English polite back and forth pretend refusal but they eventually agreed.
Paul and Louise lay together in the post-sex half-slumber 20 mins later. She had come in from chatting to Sarah Jane and, not sure why, felt horny. Paul was sitting on the sofa looking at maps so they could go for a walk (yawn yawn she thought) and she'd walked up to him and started to lift the hem of the short dress she wore.
That had got his attention. The fact that she wore no underwear sealed the deal. He had put the maps down and she quickly pulled his face towards her pussy, suddenly desperate for his tongue. He was more than willing, quickly getting his tongue up between her lips to her clit.
She grabbed his head and pulled him in 'Fucking hell lick me right there' she said.
He had of course complied, his tongue moving all over before settling onto her clit, and quickly getting her to the point where she was at risk of falling such were the spasms in her legs.
'Fuck me' she said, and he started to undo his shorts, his engorged cock, thick and long, standing erect for her. She squatted onto it, feeling the delicious sensation of being filled by him. She raised herself up and down on his shaft, kissing him as she did. Their tongues touched and he started to pull her down onto him. She pulled the dress over her head, wanting him to kiss and bite her nipples and he did, firmly. She controlled the rhythm, setting the pace that worked for her, using his cock for her pleasure. She lent away from slightly and released one hand from around his neck to move down to where they were joined and started to brush her fingers over her sex, feeling the small core of her pleasure under her fingers and the thick hard rod of him sliding into her.
'Let me get behind you' Paul said breathlessly, momentarily pulling his cock out of her. She stood on quivering legs as he moved around and positioned her on the sofa, her arse towards him. He held his cock and pushed it back into her, turned on by the sight of her fingers between her pussy lips, simultaneously holding herself open to him and rubbing her clit. His cock slid into her and he wasted no time in building up a fast pace, fucking her hard.
She came first, her pussy squeezing so hard she almost pushed him out, but he carried on ramming himself into her as she moaned loudly, and he felt his cum traveling up the length of his cock and he was releasing it into her with a groan of pure pleasure.
The bbq went well, they laughed and got drunk and stayed up until the early hours. They shared a few stories and Sarah Jane confessed to overhearing some of the 'activities' they'd got up to through the walls. They'd all laughed but the mood changed slightly, and they all thought it was a good change.
They spoke about what each of the apartments was like, all agreeing that they were very nice. Sarah Jane asked if Paul and Louise had a similar amazing shower to hers, which was a large, multi-jet arrangement in a wet room.
'Sounds amazing!' said Louise, 'ours is lovely but it's just a shower.'
'The one in mine is definitely made for more than one person' said Sarah Jane 'Bloody hell you two would never get out of it!' she laughed. 'You should come over and try it, I'll make myself scarce for you!'
They'd all laughed at this, but Sarah Jane added 'I'm serious, it's lovely and I don't mind as long as you don't make a mess, at least it'll give me something to think about when I'm showering alone after!'
Louise and Paul looked at each other. Paul laughed and said 'Well I'm not going to say no' and Louise agreed.
