We finally arrived at our hotel and immediately ordered a bottle of champagne from the bar and took it to our room, hardly able to drink half a glass before our desire for each other got the better of us. I was thinking of the four powerful orgasms that Lisa had already had since we had met, and peeled off her jeans first, to reveal a pair of very sticky and wonderfully scented knickers, with the shape of her beautifully symmetrical lips and clit showing through the wetness. I bit very gently and kissed the little bulge of her clit and started stroking her through her knickers, allowing my fingers to push the loose, silky fabric into the opening that was starting to reveal itself by an even wetter patch further back. She moaned and I pressed harder into the warmth. Her G-spot was already puffy and hard and I could feel it distinctly through the slippery fabric. Her hips pushed down, pressing the little cushion harder against my fingers and I responded by increasing the pressure and rubbing harder through the fabric. Bringing my face down I sucked and bit very lightly over the protrusion of her clit as I rubbed, and found the little knot of her bumhole with my other hand, which relaxed as I caressed it, inviting me in.. She moaned louder then suddenly I could feel her contracting around my hands as she came, yellenig. loudly as she did so.
We looked at each other and laughed naughtily. I still had my trousers on, with a huge, soaking, bulging patch in the front. I yanked her knickers off and then helped her with my trousers, found a condom and turned her over to lie flat on her front. Pushing into her soaking wet interior, between her buttocks, angling down to feel her swollen G-spot against the string under my glans. The tension had been building up all day and I came almost immediately, but she was so soft that being inside her never stopped feeling good and it was no problem to keep going. She was obviously enjoying it too, because every thrust was met by her buttocks rising to meet me and her breathing was louder and faster for every stroke. I slapped her buttock as it rose to meet me, admiring the little pink, warm flush, which I then stroked gently. She gave a little yelp, then moaned as I stroked her and pushed harder to meet my thrusts. A few seconds later her body convulsed in a new orgasm and she yelled loudly. Her contractions around me felt wonderful as I felt a new orgasm welling up inside me too.
We must have carried on for two or three more orgasms each. I hadn't known it was possible to have so many, not since I had been a young man in my twenties. Finally we collapsed, cuddling and both fell asleep pressed tightly together.
We woke a couple of hours later,showered and went out for dinner.
