“No- I- I don’t do this with them. Only oral,” Rain said with a shaky voice. She tried to lift herself so Ben helped her until only the head was inside.
“F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-Fuckkkkkk! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!” Rain began shaking so he lowered her down a little until he reached the same depth as before. Her trembling slowed.
“I think we should stop. I don’t think you’re ready for someone my size,” Ben said cautiously.
Trish knelt behind Rain and tilted her face up.
Ben suddenly felt a tongue lapping against his cock and he moaned as it felt so good. Trish began licking where his cock met Rain’s pussy and she cried out in bliss but Ben felt her tightening up on him. Not the route to go.
Trish moved her tongue up to Rain’s tight little asshole and she began to fuck her with her tongue.
“AAAAHHHH!!! OOHHH GGOOOODD!!! FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!” Rain cried out and Ben felt an odd rippling sensation in her pussy then she sunk another inch down his shaft.
Her tongue forced deep into the brunette’s ass, Trish rubbed her own clit in rapid circles. This was so fucking hot!
Wailing constantly now Rain clung to Ben as he began to lift and drop her on the top half of his cock. It felt incredible for him but considering Rain’s eyes were rolling back she was going to reach her limit first. Sure enough three strokes later she went into convulsions and Trish had to pull away. He lifted Rain clear of his cock and ground her against his body while she shook and trembled through her release.
She finally slumped forward to rest her head on his shoulder.
“Oh my god Ben, Trish! That was intense! All my muscles are limp,” she moaned.
Trish turned off the shower and he carried the brunette out of the shower stall. There was an odd thump sound outside the bathroom door and Ben looked to Trish.
“Maybe Rochelle is back?” she suggested.
Ben frowned and wrapped some towels around Rain. He carried her out into the room but Rochelle wasn’t there. He gently laid the beauty down on the bed and spread a towel out on the bed next to her. Trish followed them out and Ben turned to face her. She looked down at his cock and bit her lip anxiously. He was still hard as iron.
He pulled her to him and kissed her deeply and she moaned feeling his need pressing against her. She squeaked when Ben lifted her and laid her out on the bed next to Rain. He pushed her legs up to her chest causing her hips to raise off the bed. He ran his tongue roughly across her wet pussy and she cried out.
“Oh FUCK! Ben! Yessssss! So good!”
Before she could prepare he knelt on the bed and pressed the head of his cock against her wet lips. The moment they parted and accepted him he slammed forward until he was as deep as he could go.
“FFFFUUUUUCCCKKKK!!!! OH BEN! YES!” Trish cried.
He began to drive himself into her with long, fast thrusts as she clung to the sheets. Ben’s pelvis slapped Trish’s clit with each stroke and she was in heaven. She was so close!
“Yes Ben! Yes! So FUCKING GOOD! MOTHERFUCKER! POUND ME!” she growled and his thrusting sped up to a brutal pace. She began to wail incoherently as he rapidly slapped her clit against himself.
“FFFFUCKING CUMMINNNNNGGGG SSSOOOOOO HHHAARRDDD!!!! MOTHERFFFFUUUUCCKKERR!!!” Trish cried out as her release tore through her.
Ben drove himself in and rocked his hips against hers, over stimulating her clit, as he shot his cum deep inside her.
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!” Trish screamed as she overloaded.
They gasped for breath as they came down from their mutual highs.
There was a sudden pounding on the door. Ben looked at Trish as his breathing came in big gulps. There was a second series of bangs on the door. Ben pulled his semi-rigid cock from Trish and made his way to the closet to get his robe to answer the door. He slid it open and jumped back in surprise as Susan was inside. She looked up at him with a hot smile as she tried to catch her own breath. Her face was flushed and she was panting. The hammering on the door continued so she handed him his robe and he slipped it on as she admired his cock.
Ben cinched the robe closed and opened the door. In the hall was Ted, looking very queasy but also very angry. He couldn’t open his eyes very far due to the pain from his hangover but he was trying to glare at Ben.
“If you are going to rut like fucking animals do it out in the jungle, you big fucking ape! Civilized people are trying to sleep here! No one wants to hear your disgusting sex noises!” Ted barked.
Susan slipped around Ben’s side to step out into the hall and push Ted back as he stared at her incredulously.
“Speak for yourself, you old fossil,” she spat. She looked back at Ben with a sweet smile. “See you downstairs for breakfast in fifteen, Ben?”
Ben just nodded. Ted looked back at him, his eyes wide as saucers. Ben shrugged and closed the door.
The breakfast buffet was huge and Ben had to restrain his urge to fill his plate with his favorites. Without his daily exercise routine he didn’t want to blow his diet as well. He spotted Susan sitting alone at a table sipping tea as she looked out over the beach. Ben carried his plate over to her table.
“May I join you?”
“Of course Ben! Please,” she said with a smile.
He got himself situated across from her and looked at her smiling face. She seemed happy and content.
“So… Trish?”
She nodded. “After you went into the shower she knocked on my door and invited me over.”
Ben shook his head with a frown. Trish the imp. Always pushing him outside of his comfort zones.
Susan looked into her tea cup. “I’m sorry. I’m aware that you aren’t… happy about my… invasion of your privacy but… when she offered I- I just couldn’t resist.” She smiled cautiously at him. “I’ve never felt like this before. For the first time in my life I feel truly alive!”
Ben nodded but used his fork to push some fruit around his plate. “I know it may not appear this way but I’m a very private person. Shy and pretty reserved. I’m not really that comfortable around strangers. Public intimacy is particularly difficult for me. Trish is the opposite of me and I know she means well. She’s always trying to draw me from my shell. Unfortunately she sometimes uses rather extreme measures.”
Susan looked around the restaurant but couldn’t find the woman in question. “Where are Trish and Rain?”
Ben looked at his plate. “They’re… recuperating. They’ll be down later,” he said quietly and Susan grinned at him over her tea.
“How did it go with Ted?” Ben asked to change the topic.
“He flipped his lid but I told him I had no time for his noise.” She smiled at the memory. “He looked like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing silently, eyes bulging.”
“Your coming out of my room isn’t going to cause you any grief with the divorce is it?” Ben asked, worried.
Susan caught his look and patted his hand with a smile. “Don’t worry. He made me sign a prenup agreement when we got married and I ensured it protected me as well. It’s iron clad. The income from the company I inherited from my parents is completely in my name. He gets none of my savings when I cut him loose. He retains all of his personal holdings but the few debts we have are in his name too. I’ll walk away from those as well.”
Ben spotted Rochelle and Thomas wander into the restaurant. He waved and they walked over to the table.
“Good morning Ben!” Rochelle smiled.
“Good morning Ben.” Thomas said, watching for his reaction.
Ben stood and gave Rochelle a quick kiss on the cheek and shook Thomas’ hand. “Good morning to you both. May I introduce Susan Tate? She’s staying in the room next to mine.”
Susan shook their hands and said her good mornings.
“Would you care to join us? It’s a buffet so you just fill your plates.”
“Where’s Trish?” Rochelle asked looking around.
“She’s- she’ll be down in a little while,” Ben stuttered as his face warmed up and Rochelle grinned knowingly. Thomas was watching the interplay with a curious expression.
“We’ll get our food and join you in a bit.” Rochelle said.
When they were alone Susan looked across at Ben. “You aren’t very good at telling little white lies.”
He shook his head with a scowl. “I don’t lie.”
She snorted. “Oh come on! Everyone lies. Harmless little lies which smooth over social awkwardness.”
“I don’t believe any lie can be truly called harmless. I’d rather be socially awkward and maintain my integrity,” Ben explained.
She looked at him with raised eyebrows. “That must lead to difficulties.”
He nodded and concentrated on his breakfast.
Rochelle and Thomas returned with their breakfasts and took the empty seats. Once they were settled Ben caught Thomas’ attention.
“Do you know anything about the woman that flew down with your brother’s group yesterday? Hispanic woman with lots of tattoos. Her name is Rain Palomo though the group calls her ‘Boca’.”
Thomas nodded. “Yes, we met at the airport. Danny said his manager hired her to travel with them but he didn’t tell me what she does. No one seems to talk with her. The women certainly don’t.”
“Yes, they don’t like her apparently. Last night as we left the restaurant we spoke with her at the reception desk. She had nowhere to sleep last night. She slept on our sofa bed.”
Thomas looked at Ben in surprise. “You let her sleep in your room? A woman you just met?”
Rochelle patted the man’s hand. “Ben is all about rescuing damsels in distress. Or anyone in distress for that matter.”
“That’s really nice of you. I’ll speak with Danny to see if he can make arrangements for her to sleep on someone else’s sofa bed. You shouldn’t be put out on your vacation,” Thomas offered.