Once I got used to it, I began withdrawing my shaft out of her asshole before slamming back down on her. Lea moaned with approval. “Oh… Alan… AH!”
It was all I needed to hear to break out into a fucking frenzy. Lea quivered under my sensual attack. She groaned my name over and over again with her cute British accent. The young woman whimpered as I thrust into her at a steady rhythm. She closed her eyes and submitted both to my cock and the pleasure overwhelming her body.
Finally, she shuddered as her cock unloaded a steady stream of semen. “Alan… I’m coming!”
Lea splattered her seed against the cliff side as I kept fucking her ass. Both her tears and hot come fell onto her ground as a powerful orgasm wracked her with pleasure.
She kept shuddering from her climax as I railed her. I wasn’t in any rush to come as well. There was no longer any grace or strategy to what we were doing. Instead, it felt like we were a pair of animals during mating season.
Soon, Lea’s powerful orgasm subsided. She gasped for air before declaring. “I’ve never came this much before…”
I was still hungry for more. I kept thrusting into her ass with long, powerful movements. I wasn’t the slightest bit exhausted despite my demanding performance. I wanted more and more until I was completed sated.
I never thought I could ever feel like a living fucking machine. Lea was still experiencing the aftershock of her climax as I railed her. On the other hand, I was hungry for more. I had a ravenous thirst for her body. I dipped into whatever reserve of energy I had left in me.
Nonetheless, there only so much my body could take. I broke out into a sprint and thrust wildly into her. It was more of an exertion than the time I swam against the tide with Lea in tow. I couldn’t last much longer. With one final thrust, I felt drained both physically and emotionally.
I slumped on her soft body as she turned her head to look at me. We slowly came down to earth as the tingling sensation in our bodies went away. When the pleasure finally faded, the reality of the day hit us like a brick wall.
We were completely exhausted.
In the last twenty-four hours, I had saved a woman from drowning, had dinner with her, and fucked her senseless. As much as I wanted to stay with Lea, I figured we were both due for a goodnight’s sleep.
Together.
Chapter 5
After we dressed, I offered my hand and told Lea. “I don’t feel comfortable sending you off alone. You can call your parents and tell them you’re staying at my hotel for the night.”
She smiled and took my hand. “Lead the way, Alan.”
I felt like a teenager on a date with his crush. We walked hand in hand down the moonlight path to my hotel. There was a childish spring in my step that I never knew I had. I had forgotten how it felt to be in love with someone. The feeling tore through the layer of cynicism I had armored myself with.
Lea had the same grin on her as I did. The fact that I loved her despite what she was packing between her legs had made her fall even more in love with me. It was late into the night and I was tired enough to fall over onto the ground. Yet, my lover gave me the spark I needed to make it home.
I forgot that I was even on vacation. It felt like my whole existence was centered on Lea. The pain from my cuts had faded. I barely felt the sand crumple under my heel. The looming threat of going back to the mainland and my job was a distant thought.
Hawaii was still beautiful at the dead of night. The sound of the ocean splashing against the shore echoed like the beating of a heart. The cool air balanced out the humid weather. It felt like Lea and I were floating across the island.
I was almost sad when I reached my hotel. I would’ve gone for another lap around the beach. Nonetheless, I wanted to have a proper flat surface when I made love to Lea again.
We rode up the elevator to my hotel suite. It was large for one person but perfect for a couple. Lea called her parents to tell them she would be staying the night. To my surprise, they didn’t raise a fuss. “They trust you, Alan.”
I chuckled. “I wish I had your parents when I was growing up.”
The moment she got off the phone, Lea pulled me for a deep kiss. When she broke off, she gave me a sly look and said. “We can’t go into bed with all this filth on us. Think of the poor cleaning lady.”
Her point was equal parts practical and sensual.
“I hope you don’t mind showering with me,” I replied with a teasing smile. “It helps conserve water.”
She smiled back. “I’d love to join you.”
I led her to the bathroom. It was a nice and had a spacious bathtub. The bathtub was encased in a stall with sliding doors for privacy. There was more than enough room for two people to take a shower.
And engage in other activities.
We discarded our dirty clothing before entering the bathtub. I noticed that her erection was just as tall as mine. I wanted to admire her sexy body but there were more urgent matters to take care of. We kissed and pressed out naked bodies against each other.
I managed to turn on the showerhead without breaking the kiss. Beads of water poured upon us as we caressed each other. My hands explored the contours of her curvy body. I only stopped to grab a fistful of her supple flesh.
Lea returned the favor by grinding her sexy body against me. Her wet hair reminded me the time I had rescued her. She looked lovely like a siren from the sea. Her eyes glimmered like gemstones under the light. Her flawless skin made her look like she had been carved out of marble. Indeed, she had enraptured me with her beauty.
My hands went behind her to grab her beautiful ass. Lea had a firm, plump behind that I could never get tired off. She wasn’t a particularly heavy set woman but she had weight in all the right places. I knew I could pin her against the wall if I wanted to.
I got an idea.
I gently picked Lea up and placed her back against the corner of the bath stall for support. She laughed before I silenced her with a kiss. I ran my fingers through her wet hair. With the grit off her body, her aroma was simply intoxicating.
I washed her body as if this was a hygienic activity instead of a sexual one. I massaged her large breasts and pinched her erect nipples. She moaned as I thumbed over the pebbly texture of her tits. Then, I moved down to her cock.
Her shaft didn’t need lubrication but I didn’t mind sucking her off. Lea moaned as I ran my tongue across the length of her prick. I even went down to swallow her balls.
It was too much for her and she came straight into my face. Lea shrieked as her body shuddered from the force of her orgasm. I lapped up her sticky load with my tongue. I was thankful that we were in a shower. I didn’t have to do anything to clean the semen off of me.
The sight of her cock stirred something deep within me. I had fucked her ass with my prick. Now, I wanted to know how it felt to have someone else inside of you. I stared straight at Lea and said. “I want you to fuck me.”
She blinked in disbelief at what I was proposing. “Are you sure?”
I turned over so my ass was pointing in her direction. Then, I braced myself against the wall. “I’m sure.”
Lea reached over and spread my ass cheeks wide for her incoming prick. I sucked in my lower lip as I felt the head of her cock slowly penetrate me. She was cautious as if testing my resolve. A moan from my lips quickly dispelled any hesitation.
The hardness of the bathroom tiled wall contrasted well against her cool flesh. Her cock entered my tight asshole. Only the lubrication of my saliva and the bathwater kept it from slipping outside of me.
Finding her footing, Lea began steadily pumping into me. My mind was brimming with new and vivid emotions. For a moment, I felt like I was floating in the ocean. I imagined that the waves were calm and gently rocked me back and forth. That was what getting fucked in the asshole felt like.
I looked over my shoulder to see Lea’s eyes looking at me with a breathtaking intensity. There was a bravery and focus in her that I never noticed before. She was
so far away from the scared girl I knew her as.
As much as I was groaning, Lea joined in on vocalizing her pleasure. Our cries of passion echoed within the hard walls of the bathroom. I was thankful for the fact that the hotel suite was so big with thick walls. Otherwise, management would knock on the door about violating a noise ordinance.
Her erection was a police battering ram that probed my nether orifice. Whatever pain I felt had vanished. That didn’t stop Lea from planting soft kisses on my shoulder. My skin was flush wherever her lips branded me.
Ever since I had rescued her, I had felt protective of Lea. I would always keep her from danger. Now, I was seeing a different side to her. The young woman was fierce when she wanted to be. She fucked me with confidence. I could see each muscle and sinew in her body work as one.
I completely surrendered to her. It was a strange reversal of the time I had rescued Lea. I let her take charge and allowed my body to grow slack. I felt perfectly safe in her embrace. I knew I would be loved and could love another in return. I didn’t always have to feel like I needed to be in control. Joining with Lea made me realize that.
Finally, she came inside of me with trembling knees. The force of her orgasm sent me face first into the wall. I had to use my hands to counterbalance her weight. The two of us gasped her breath as Lea held me from behind.
Lea took her cock out of my ass and rested on my back. I looked over to see her crying tears of joy. “Thank you, Alan.”
Her tears mingled with the droplets of water from the showerhead. I brushed them away. “Me too.”
We embraced for quite some time before finally shutting the showerhead off. Then, we dried ourselves with the towels generously provided to me by the hotel. I would be lying if I didn’t take some extra time drying off Lea.
We were too tired to go for another round on the bed. I was content to have her sleep in my arms. It felt like this day couldn’t get any better.
So that meant that it could only get worse.
After coming down from the emotional high, I realized that we would go our separate ways. I had my job. Lea had other obligations. Sooner or later, we would leave the dreamlike Hawaii and go back to our regular lives.
Lea noticed the look on my face. “What’s wrong, Alan?”
I tried to put on a brave face but she saw through it. She knew me better than I knew myself. It made our inevitable separation all the more painful.
There was no point in lying to the woman I loved. The old Alan was gone. I wasn’t going to dress myself in emotional armor again. With my heart aching, I tenderly stroked her cheek and said. “I’m just thinking about the future, Lea.”
She gave me an inquisitive look. Her eyes shone like gemstones in the darkness of the room. “Tell me what’s bothering you.”
I felt like I was back out in the water near the cliffs. The warm feeling in my chest felt like a forgotten memory. My body shuddered as imaginary waves struck it. I felt the bitter tang of ocean water in my mouth. Air seemed to leave my lungs. I would rather drown than be without Lea.
I looked at her face as if trying to commit every millimeter of it to memory. I would never forget making love to her by the cliff or in the shower. Or the taste of her lips. I didn’t want to ever go a day without seeing her. There was no way to do that when we went back to our homes.
Unless…
I got an idea. “You’re looking for work, right?”
“Yes,” she nodded, sounding puzzled. “I haven’t decided on anything just yet.”
“Work for me then,” I offered. Lea’s eyes nearly fell out of her sockets when I said that. “We have a great internship program. My company is always on the lookout for women who smart, independent, and drop-dead gorgeous.”
I may have rescued Lea from the ocean. However, she had rescued me from the despair of loneliness. She planted a wet kiss on my lips. “Are there any regulations against work place romance?”
I smiled. “Only during office hours.”
Lea hugged me with a tenderness that only a lover could have. “I can’t wait!”
Chapter 1
Working at a casino hotel isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. The place was full of loud noise and cigarette smoke. Your bosses disrespected you and the customers were even worse. The hours were so long that the ringing of the slot machines became my lullaby.
I felt a pat on my back. “Still hard at work, Ken?”
I looked up to see my senior co-worker, Jimmy. “Not really, Jim. Just counting down the minutes until my shift ends.”
The man had taught me the ropes when I had first started out working at the casino hotel. Sure, I underwent the usual assortment of hazing rituals but Jim always looked out for me. “Just don’t run into the boss on your way out. He’ll make you run some errand off the clock and without pay.”
I would’ve laughed if he wasn’t half serious. Our boss milked us for all we were worth. He knew many of us were living paycheck to paycheck and didn’t want to rock the boat. “I’ll keep that in mind. See you around, Jim.”
I headed to the hotel side of the place. For all the glamor and glitz of the casino, I appreciated the quieter side that comprised the hotel suites. I could relax without hearing slot machines go off every other second. There was a noise ordinance in this half of the place. Although, some guests could get a little rowdy from time to time.
After a week of working here, the sheen had worn off. Sure, you ran into millionaires and their beautiful girlfriends on occasion. However, you were more likely to run into angry gamblers who just had just lost a small fortune. It made me prefer working in the hotel part of the equation. The worse I ever had to deal with was drunken guests and broken furniture.
The casino gave employees like me some credit to gamble with on the slot machines. It was supposed to be a bonus to show us how much management cared about us. Of course, everyone working here knew you had a better chance getting into a car accident than winning the jackpot at the slots.
I had seen enough men lose their savings at the casino to swear off of them for good. I knew the odds were never in your favor at the casino. You had a million in one chance of hitting it big at the slots. As the saying went, the house always won at the end. Nonetheless, playing the slots was a great way to turn your brain off and flush your money down the drain.
I walked by a row of senior citizens throwing away their pensions at the slots. Old men and women placed coins into the machines as if it were a religious experience. It would’ve been easy to feel bad for them but they knew what they were doing. I always told myself that it gave them some measure of peace in their old age. Nonetheless, I wasn’t going near anything that had a coin slot and a lever.
I had some time to kill until my shift was over. While I wanted to head to the hotel suite, patrolling the slots wasn’t a bad idea. My boss always had us on the lookout for any machines that were malfunctioning. It would look like I was working when I was actually just killing time.
When my shift ended, I headed to the hotel suites. There was a changing room for employees. I could get out of my stuffy work clothes and head home.
“Hey, do you work here?”
In the corner of my eye, I saw a well-dressed middle-aged man call out to me. I knew he wanted me to help him with something. That meant I would be working past my shift. However, I had always been too much of a nice guy to ignore people in need of help. “Yes, what can I help you with, sir?”
I saw the man was wearing much better clothing than the other guests here. His face was freshly shaved and I smelled designer cologne on him. Most gamblers weren’t the suave James Bond types. If anything, they looked like half-drunk slobs.
He was near one of the mega-jackpot slot machines. These were different from the other slots. If you put more and more money in them, then you got a bigger payout. Of course, the odds of winning were terrible. They didn’t call them one-armed bandits for nothing.
“Young man, I’ve been having a terrible night
,” he sighed, wiping his brow. It looked like he had gone twelve rounds in a boxing ring and taken a beating. “I haven’t won a single cent since I started playing!”
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I couldn’t count the number of times I had heard this same song and dance from an unlucky player. “All transactions are final, sir. If you feel that a machine is malfunctioning, then use the technical support button on the side of the slot machine.”
“It’s not the machine that’s the problem,” he replied, tears welling up in his eyes. “It’s my good luck charm. I’ve lost it… I’ve lost her!”
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