Jane walked through the door into Erik's suite, her would-be toy boy on her heels. Though slightly nervous – she hadn't done anything quite this brazen before, even when she had spent time on a cruise ship in the Caribbean as a stewardess – she was also very VERY excited. The thought of sucking and fucking Erik until they could both stand no more was....enticing to say the very least.
There was, however, one issue to consider first that, while it should have been obvious to her from the voyeurism she had indulged in over the last 15 minutes, hadn't really been at the forefront of her mind as she took the decision to end her two week vacation with what she hoped would be a stellar shagging session. Erik wasn't alone in his suite.
On the sofa in front of the window were the couple she had dubbed Hairy and Cutie while watching them shag each other from her vantage point on the hotel terrace. She now knew their names were Dan and Perla, from what Erik had told her just a couple of minutes ago. Names, however, didn't seem to be important right now. They were engaged in a furious fuck that made Jane go quite weak at the knees – even causing her temporarily to forget about the magnificent erect cock approaching her from behind as she collapsed onto the other sofa and stared, fascinated, at the couple opposite.
When she had last seen them from outside the window she had not been able to see that much due to the interference of piffling little things like walls and curtains. What she had been able to see had been Dan's very considerable cock pounding into Perla from behind. The man was blessed with a member of better than average length (though not as long as Erik's, she reminded herself, sparing it a glance as the very naked and very excited young man approached her and joined her on the sofa) but just mind-boggling girth. "I know to say 'he has a cock like a baby's arm' is a cliché," she thought to herself, "but fuck me rigid – THAT is as big as a baby's arm!"
But it was doing things no self-respecting baby's arm would consider – at least until it reached puberty. During the brief period Erik had spent out of the room, Dan and Perla had moved from their pursuit of the ultimate doggy shag to what had probably started as a 'boring missionary' fuck but had....progressed, Jane thought was the appropriate word.
Perla was on her back, alright, but in a position no missionary would have recognised. Her legs were doubled back towards her head, her toes pointing almost down at her face – they had to be, because Dan had his arms crooked behind her knees, forcing her legs towards the end of the sofa that she was resting her head on. Dan's hands rested on the sofa on either side of Perla's torso while his toes were balanced on the opposite armrest. Horizontal over Perla's practically doubled up form, the pair were connected at the groin by Dan's formidable cock plunging down almost vertically into Perla's willing and – from the immensely erotic sounds that filled the room – exceedingly wet pussy.
Every time Dan raised himself up over Perla, his cock came out of her pussy almost all the way, with just about half the enormous, shiny, bulbous head remaining inside her. As he paused at the top of the stroke, Perla arched her back of the bed, her pussy trying to retain as much of Dan's mammoth cock as it could. There would be a split second of absolute stillness, in which both these energetic youngsters held their breath, then Dan would release the tension in his arms and legs and thrust downwards to start the intensely erotic cycle all over again. The sounds both of them were making were proof positive to Jane that there wouldn't be long to wait before they finished. And, to be frank, she wasn't quite certain whether she wanted to do to Erik the things she was planning while there were other people in the room – although she could, of course, persuade him to take her into the bedroom. It was fine that he had wanted a threesome with Dan and Perla while Jane was a supposedly clandestine observer from outside the room – she grinned as she realised she had been spotted from the very first moment and that Erik had shown her his thoroughly yummy cock through the window in the full knowledge she was there – but she only had a few hours before leaving what had suddenly become an island of opportunity, and she was damned if she was going to waste any of them in threesomes or foursomes. Erik was going to have to service her, maybe three or four times, in the few hours she had before catching her flight back to London. No distractions. No sideshows. Just total concentration, total dedication, and total cock. Singular.
Thinking of which, she looked over at Erik sat beside her. Totally unself-conscious, he was stroking his erection slowly – just at what a mechanic might call 'tickover' speed if this great cock were an engine; just enough to maintain the impressive angle of approach he had shown ever since he peeled his yellow shorts off some 20 minutes earlier. Jane reached a hand over and grasped it, at which point Erik smiled for a moment – then turned back to monitoring Dan and Perla's increasingly frantic shagging.
"Well that's a bit fucking rude," thought Jane. "I'm attractive, horny, available and new – and he just wants to watch his friends fuck!" Suddenly, Erik shook his head and turned to her, saying, "Don't think me rude Jane. I really do want to fuck you and nobody is going to suggest threesomes, foursomes or anything you are not perfectly comfortable with. But it's a bit of a special night for these two and I promised them I would stay with them, not go off with the others until they're done."
"What are you – telepathic or something? In one quick response you've managed to answer everything that was going through my mind – without me having to go to the trouble of asking!"
"My entire aim is to please," said Erik, his smile widening – if that were possible.
"So what's the anniversary – they been going out for a year or something?" asked Jane. It seemed odd, sitting on a sofa, clad only in panties that had now mostly dissolved, hornier than she had been in a year or more, tugging gently on the cock of a delicious stud she had known less than five minutes, while discussing the personal issues of a couple who were fucking themselves senseless less than a dozen feet away. Odd, but at the same time quietly erotic and not at all threatening. Just the opposite, in fact. If she was totally honest, this was the biggest and least complicated turn-on she could remember for a very long time.
"Not exactly," Erik turned to her with a strange grin on his charming face." They've been together since our group started, but they decided they would see what happened if they spent a whole month fucking nobody but each other. Tonight is the last night of the month."
