Room Service

All I was thinking right then, was what just took place in that room, would have been a bargain at fifteen THOUSAND dollars. Another man might have just thought "great fuck," and rung down for a cold beer and a sandwich.

Susie was expended and trembling. Her lovely dark brown hair was damp at the edges and beads of sweat had broken out on her hips and shoulders. My legs felt like they had just taken gold in the 100 metre hurdles at Athens. I held her close, kissed her lips and thanked her for what was an immeasurably fulfilling experience. I asked her if she would like to take a shower. She nodded and sliding off the coverlet walked, not all that steadily, to the bathroom. That in itself was a vision of arousal, believe me.

I heard the water running seconds later and was counting the minutes till I could luxuriate myself beneath the recuperative cascade. Lost in happy contemplation of the previous half hour or so, I wasn't expecting a young female voice to call out "Would you like to come in with me?" I would have gotten in there somehow paralysed from the ear-lobes down. If there is one word best describes Susie naked inside that shower cubicle I think its "Yummy!" There is nothing sexier than a girl in wet hair. Unclothed additionally, not to mention being a schoolgirl is just icing on the cake and God I LOVE iced cakes! Somewhat shy at having less than a luxuriant thatch of dark hair left, not that I was bald by a long stretch of the imagination, merely receding a little on top. (these days the tide IS on the way out), it didn't seem to bother her at all. Mind you, I doubt Sean Connery has to bail-up decrepit old whores in the backstreets of So-Ho or Greenwich Village when he's feeling a tad uppity.

I think the soles of her pretty feet were the only things I didn't get to soap-up. She loved having her breasts washed...almost as much as being pushed up against the glass and having them sucked. I soaped-up her cute little bottom multiple times and had her suck me stupid kneeling on the floor of the shower while I watched the water run down her face and breasts in fascinating rivulets. She was so lovely!

Impossible to pass up the opportunity and I didn't. Holding her up beneath her bottom and was she light? I fucked her hard up against the tiles, kissing her on the lips and telling her how hot she was making me. If only because I was lower on fuel now, I came marginally less but that was compensated for by the orgasm itself...every bit as intense as the previous one. She experienced her third at the same moment. The night was already way ahead of taking out the top prize in WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONNAIRE.

It was around 9pm at this stage. Emerging from the shower we both put on bath robes. I had her put her panties back on, just so's I could take them off again later that night....hopefully when she was asleep. I'm a wicked man! I called down for a nightcap and a few sandwiches. Some twenty minutes later, a knock at the door.

The tray was brought in by a shyish quite good-looking young guy. Susie's eyes betrayed her thinking. I leant across and whispered to her "Let's have some fun!" She was lying on her tummy on the bed, I was seated on the edge.

"Thanks," I said, "Could you just put it down there by the TV please." He glanced at Susie and walked over and handed me the chit to sign. I did so and passed it back....he was still looking across at Susie.

"Oh, by the way," I added, lowering my voice and indicating he should come closer, which he did. "Look, we have a bit of a sensitive situation here. My daughter feels like her period is going to start maybe tonight," I glanced across at her... "Do you guys keep any pads on hand for emergencies like this?" I've seen lottery winners look less stunned!

"Um, No sir," he replied, flushed a deepening shade of red. "Not that I know of anyway. There IS an all-night chemist not far from here though. Would you like me to get the address?"

"Well to be honest," I said to him. "I've just taken medication and I'm supposed not to walk about for an hour or so. Susie is only 14...I can hardly ask her to go can I? and anyway an under-age schoolgirl walking round a city alone late at night? I don't think so."

He looked trapped.

"Tell you what," I said, "If I give you an extra fifty, would you go and get something for her? I would be most grateful......and SO would Susie."

"Well," he stammered, "Look, I'm off-duty in an hour, what if I go then?"

I handed over the money, plus the fifty. "No wings," I called out to him.

At around 10.45 a very soft knock at the door. It was Matt, champion of menstrual maidens in distress.

"I managed to get these," he said breathlessly, dropping a packet into my hand. I opened it.

"Tampons????" I feigned shock-horror. "She's never used Tampons. Only pads." He looked dismayed if not distraught.

"It's all they had!" he stammered.

I let him stew for a moment, then said, "Listen don't stand out there in the hallway, come in for a moment." He stepped into the room. Susie was reclining on the bed in her robe looking pretty as all hell.

I had him come over to the far table. "Look Matt, what's she going to do with these? I whispered to him. "She has no idea how to use them."

"But they're simple to put in," he replied. "My little sis uses them all the time."

I looked at him. "Does she now?" I said, "Then maybe you could show Susie?"

"WHAT?" he said, looking aghast. "You want me to show your daughter?"

"Well I can't can I?" I told him, "I'm her dad. Besides I have no idea what you do with the fucking things. You could take them with a hot glass of milk for all I know. "

He looked like he was on death row. "Are you serious? You want me to put it IN for her?"

"I trust you son," I said, "Just remember she's 14 and pretty small down there if you know what I mean. Let me just explain it all to her, hold on a sec"

Giving him no time to answer, I walked across to Susie and apologised for my restricted knowledge of feminine hygiene, adding that Matt was going to show her how to use one of these things properly."

Turning to Matt I said, "She's all yours son." I switched on a recent movie and sat down, my back to them. I heard him walk over to the bed. Some soft chatting and not a little giggling elapsed, then he was back at my chair.

"Er, your daughter has panties on."

I turned and looked up at him. "Yeah you find that a lot, girls DO tend to wear panties. What's the problem?"

"Well," he stuttered, "How do I show her just how to put one in with them on?"

"Well you have two choices by the sound of it son. Either you take them off or she takes them off.......does it really matter?"

"I ccc....couldn't do that," he stammered, the very image of rampant chivalry.

I got up, walked over to Susie, pulled her lower robe aside, grabbed her knickers by the waist-band and tugged them down to her ankles. "Problem solved," I said... "think you can get them off the rest of the way?"

The kid was looking at me like I was borderline committable. I knew though that the balance of his thought-processes had to be somewhere between the girl's feet and her navel. I had a pretty good idea where too!

I sat back in the chair and continued with the movie. "Runaway Train" from memory.

A fresh crop of giggling made me turn round. Susie was lying propped up on her arms, her legs apart, while Matt, having unwrapped a tampon was actually trying to put it in her. I hit the remote, this was way better than the movie.

The lad was blushing insanely and must have been sporting a world-class erection as he fiddled with her pussy. It was doing incredibly good things for my own procreative equipment too, just on the side. I noticed also that he glanced more than once at her school stuff lying near her on the bed. One would have gotten you ten he was seeing himself do this to her with it on....I sure was! He kept saying to Susie "I'm sorry Miss, is that hurting?" More giggling by way of reply would suggest it wasn't.

"How's it going?" I asked.

He half-turned. "I...I....did it for her," he managed.

Glancing at Susie, just the sight of her lying there all schoolgirl innocent with that little string protruding from her pussy was just sooo damn hot.

"OK well, better take it out son, she hasn't started yet." I told him.

Gingerly he leant forward and pulled the string gently. Susie gasped and wriggled perceptibly as he withdrew the tampon. She leant forward and said something to him. He looked at me horrified.

"Now what's the problem?" I asked him.

"She said that felt nice...she wants me to do it again."

I was silent for a moment, then I replied.

"Look son, she's 14 now...almost fifteen. It's probably time she learned a thing or two about sex. Gonna happen sometime. You two want me to go down to the bar for a spell while you have a bit of fun together?

Susie said "Dad!!!!"

Matt just stared at me – temporarily unhinged I think. Torn I imagine, between company policy, common sense and raging lust, he just stood there open-mouthed.

OK I said...I'll leave you kids to it for a while.....have fun!" I walked out without a backward glance, taking the key with me.

The half an hour or so I spent in the allnight bar was the longest thirty minutes of my life. Had he literally jumped on her and fucked her senseless when I left, or had he turned into Jelly-man, quaking with fear of being caught with an underage girl? My guess was neither. I figured he must have wanted her bad ever since he saw her knickers down around her ankles but was essentially the mega-shy type - a door-opening, handkerchief-retrieving Mr Nice Guy. She probably raped HIM! Either way, I had to get back there...and quick!

Quietly opening the door to my suite....I couldn't see them. But I could hear plenty. A girl's voice making hot little noises and the sound of some frenetic activity just the other side of the bed.

Whether they fell off the bed or had built a "nest" on the floor, Susie was lying face down on the coverlet, fully naked and legs way apart while Matt was kneeling behind her equally naked, and just fucking the hell out of her. Forget Mr Nice Guy! They hadn't even heard me come in.

It was all I could do to stave off an instant orgasm. I just stared as he obviously came big time in her. God knows what the score was at that stage.

"So, you seem to have gotten that Tampon thing sorted out OK?" I announced.

Matt spun around, covering his interesting bits with his hands. (not that I was interested I hasten to add!) Susie wriggled on to her back and half wrapped herself in the coverlet.

"OMG dad, I didn't hear you come back." She gasped breathlessly.

I tossed her the robe, Matt got his underpants back on. I patted the bed beside me and had Susie sit her cute little ass right down there. I looked at them both.

"I have to tell you guys," I couldn't avoid the grin, "That was one hot little session, found it a tad arousing myself." I leaned across and kissed Susie on the lips. I caught Matt's shocked expression.

"It's OK son," I reassured him, "Susie and I have had the odd naughty moment, nothing to worry about." He was about to speak.

"Don't look at me like that kid, just "naughty" not full-scale naughty, if you know what I mean?"

"You mean you t..touch her sometimes?" he asked incredulously.

"Sure," I said, "That's why I knew she was ready to go the whole nine yards as it were. Aren't you glad she was?"

"I guess," he answered.

""Well sweetie," I turned to Susie. "Was it fun, you feel OK?'

She blushed surprisingly, then looking incredibly cute she said, "It didn't hurt at all. Wish YOU'D do it to me dad!"

"Whoa!" I said. Then turning to Matt, "See what you've done? you've given her a taste for it now. S'pose I can't leave a young girl desperate for affection, even if she is my daughter."

I laid her back and pulled the robe aside. She moved to cover her beautiful breasts but I caught her arms, bent down and kissed her right on her nipple. I felt the tremor.

"What? You're going to have sex with your own daughter?" I heard Matt asking, his voice at breaking point.

"Well, why not son? You just did. I think its my turn!'

"But..but you're her father...surely you're not going to...." I cut him off.

"Listen, she WANTS me to – you just heard her say it." I had an authoritative edge in my voice. "Now why not make yourself useful and come up here and hold her arms for me – give her a bit of support as it were."

Stunned into silence he climbed on the bed, still in his underpants and still with a considerable erection I noticed.

Something about seeing her lying there on her back like that, with her arms held above her head, albeit lightly, struck a chord of major eroticism in me...soft rape almost. I knew Susie felt it too from her increased respiratory rate. Spreading her legs, I saw Matt staring like a madman....can you be surprised? Her firm breasts with her now very erect nipples were no more than a suck away for him.

I extricated my own erection and kneeling between her legs, pushed gently in to her. Her pussy was not only wet, but awash with cum...I watched it seep out of her as I pushed further in. Susie gasped, Matt's heartbeat became audible and I knew I would never be topping the events of this night again for quite a pretty decade.

Susie just gave herself over to it. Closing her eyes she just gasped as I pushed in really deeply and began to rub her pussy just above the entrance. Matt was staring at my cock inside her and I indicated to him her breasts. Still holding her arms, he leant forward and began sucking her right nipple. I began fondling her left one.

She was so consumed by what we were doing to her she just kept murmering and wriggling her hips in pleasure. I could not hold back and simply filled her once again. Matt was so taken up with her breasts he didn't even notice me cum.

An unspoken exchange of glances a short time later and Matt needed little prompting to take my place. Susie just opened her eyes dreamily, drew her knees up as I took hold of her arms and kissed her on the lips. I was still kissing her and tasting her sweetness when Matt began to seriously fuck her. Draping her legs over his shoulders (obviously no amateur – I had HIM pegged wrong) he upped the tempo and was just running on pure lust at that stage. Her small body was really being driven hard but Oh, how she loved it. When you hear a young girl begging out loud "fuck me , fuck me," you're definitely in top gear.

He came hard. Just how much he actually had left to shoot up her might be in question but we weren't done yet.

We got her up on all fours, little beads of sweat forming on her breasts, her hair damp around the edges, and her bum at maximum elevation. She was hotwired. I lay beneath her and she lowered her pussy on to my erection, almost hissing with desire as I pushed up into her. Her nipples were incredibly erect and just inches from my face needing to be sucked. Matt got up close and personal behind her and I knew what kinda view he must have and what temptation Susie's second point of entry must be. I saw his hands up beneath her legs and doubtless about to make excellent use of all that cum and natural lubricant seeping out of her. She looked at me as he began quite obviously pushing his finger right up her ass.

Far from being hesitant, she pushed back on to his finger. I kissed her hard. Matt was at ground zero while I watched her pretty face as she groaned – half with pleasure, half with discomfort. Obviously he was starting to get it in her. From what I had seen, his erection was not huge, nor his member especially thick, which would have been a mitigating factor in his being able to get in her as easily as he did.

Susie's eyes were glazing over with lust herself as Matt reached full penetration. We began to set up a rhythm of sorts, both obviously well able to feel the other cock in her. All Susie wanted was to be fucked and she was certainly vocal on that point. It was my hottest fantasy and actually happening. I could talk of having a deep affection for her, of wanting to please her etc, but the fact is I just wanted to see her fucked stupid by the both of us at that moment. This was animalistic, no more no less.

Matt was holding her bum, rubbing it and her breasts alternately. Whichever breast he didn't have, I was pulling quite savagely. Susie was dripping with sweat, completely back in the jungle and making "Oh oh oh!" noises between begging us to fuck her harder. She built up to the biggest cum I would think of her young life and was still spasming when Matt began creaming her. Just the imminency of all this passion and sexual violence brought me to my own massive orgasm. How much I actually jetted in to her, I have no idea, nor does it matter.

Now this most certainly did bring an end to proceedings, it must have been getting on for midnight too. Hardly anyone spoke. I mean, what could you say? "Thanks? That was nice," doesn't quite cover it somehow. Matt got himself dressed and kinda exited without too much dialog. Bet he slept well when he got home.

Susie was just spreadeagled on the bed, breathing heavily but definitely not in conversational mode. Her pussy and bum must have been on red alert. I just covered her up and snuggled in with her. Set the alarm for 7am and lost consciousness. All the plans I'd had too for intermittent naughty stuff all night – it wasn't to be.

Come 7am, I don't think either of us had hardly moved. I felt twenty years younger, Susie looked like a young dishevelled girl that had been fucked all night but was otherwise pretty damn contented-looking. Took her in to the shower with me and we had the most fantastic little recovery period. Just soaped her up a few times and enjoyed the beauty of her young body. Kissed her from head to toe and washed her hair for her. That, and sitting on the bed drying it, while she sat there in just her knickers was, on reflection, hotter and more memorable for me in the upshot than anything that had gone before. I dressed her and wanted her then more than at any time previously. I didn't make love to her again but before T2 turned up right on time to collect her, she gave me her number.

I saw her again the next four visits – I never paid her a dollar. Some months later I winged in to Melbourne, checked-in to room 484 and rang her number. An older lady answered.

"Is Susie there?" I asked.

"Susie, I'm sorry no," came the quiet reply. "Are you a friend of hers?"

"Yes," I said truthfully, "A very good friend."

There was a brief pause.

"Well I'm her mother," the voice continued, " I'm really sorry, but Susie has gone Interstate. She took a job in South Australia recently, just after she got her new car.

I didn't even ask if it was a Ferrari.

(c) 2004