enola_insatiable-2

INSATIABLE by Enola <<< Part 1

PART 2

After the Manics finished their show, Kay and her friends stayed there one more hour and then decided to go and have a few pints in some pub. Kay went away after drinking one saying she was knackered and wanted to go straight to bed. Her friends believed that that was just a silly excuse since they were convinced she had to feel very sad for not meeting James as they had, although she would never admit it. But, obviously, they couldn’t know why she was so tired and why she wanted to go straight to bed.

Leaving the pub, she dug her hand deeper in her pocket and took out James’s souvenir. That was the proof she hadn’t had another of her filthy dreams about him and couldn’t but smile at the thought she had had sex with him. She had tasted him like in her dreams and, like in her dreams, he had shagged her senseless. It was almost 10.30pm when Kay got to ‘Malmaison Hotel’.

“Good evening, miss. May I help you?” said the receptionist, a tall bald man in his mid-fifties.
“Good evening. Could you please inform Room 101 that Kay is here?”
“Certainly miss!” He grasped the phone and said, “Good evening sir. I beg your pardon. Miss Kay is here sir…yes sir…of course sir…I beg your pardon miss. He wants to talk to you,” he said handing her the receiver. Kay took it and turned round so that the receptionist couldn’t face her and greeted James cheerfully.
“Hi…ahem…what was your name?”
Her face turned pale all of a sudden and found herself unable to speak. A while later she heard his quiet laugh.
“Don’t tell me you really thought I’d forgotten about you? How could I? I was waiting for you.”
Kay sighed with relief. “Ok, I’m coming.”
“Oh my! You’re coming already?”
They burst out laughing together, then Kay whispered in a very sensual voice, “Darling, your voice’s enough to make me!”
She gave back the phone to the receptionist who smiled at her, “Fourth floor miss.”
She thanked him and walked towards the lift.

When James opened the door of his room he only had a towel wrapped round his waist. He welcomed her with a wide smile and as he let her enter he kissed her on the lips.
“I was just wondering whether you would…ahem…we’d better avoid that word,” he giggled, “it’s rather ambiguous, don’t ya think?”
His gorgeous puppy dog eyes were sparkling with lust. He tried to wrap his arms around her waist but she stepped backwards and then wandered about the large room.
“Well, actually…I wasn’t sure!” she said looking around.
“Oh! What made you change your mind?” he smiled approaching slowly.
“I had to give you back this!” she said quietly pulling off the t-shirt James had lent her a few hours earlier, so she threw it to him showing her bare breasts.
James looked at her amused and spoke after a few moments of silence. “Do you think to go away half naked now?”
“Certainly not! You’ll give me another so I’ll have the excuse to give it back to you.”
James grabbed her by the waist pulling her closer towards him, so he held her tightly and kissed her softly. “What a cunning girl!”
She felt a quiver of excitement run through her as her breasts met his naked chest. God, he was so warm and strong and she felt like melting in his arms.
“Well, thanks for that ‘girl’. What’s all this kindness and sweetness? Want do you want back?” she whispered fondling his broad shoulders.
“Now why do you think I want something back? You’ve got such a dirty mind girl!”
She couldn’t speak because he placed his fleshy lips over hers and kissed her passionately running his gentle hands up and down her back. He was getting hard and she was dying to have him inside her again.
“I was about to have a relaxing bath,” he said softly whilst kissing her jaw, “wanna join me?”
She gave him a filthy stare and whispered, “It won’t be any relaxing with me.”
“Mmm, I won’t mind. I can always have a relaxing one other time!”

A knock at the door broke their passionate kiss. James went and opened the door and a while later he returned pushing a drinks trolley carrying a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. He put the champagne flutes inside the bucket and took it, then he grasped Kay’s hand and dragged her to the bathroom. Never she had seen one so big. The floor and the walls were tiled with black ceramic tiles, and in a corner, a pair of steps brought to a large circular white Jacuzzi. He put down the ice bucket by the bath, uncorked the bottle and filled the champagne flutes. He dropped the towel to the floor and entered the bath giving Kay an excellent sight of his nice arse.

James stared at her with lust in his dark brown eyes as she got undress and stepped slowly into the bath. As soon as Kay sat close to him, he handed her a champagne flute and they drank staring at each other. Having put down the glasses, his mouth captured hers and he kissed her roughly squeezing one of her breasts. Kay fondled his chest and, slowly, her hand made its way down to his crotch. She grabbed his dick and stroke it gently making him groan in her mouth. James ran his hand over her thigh and he suddenly pushed two fingers inside her and laughed mischievously as she let out a scream of pleasure. They took their action as a challenge to see who of them would toss the other off better.

After several minutes of kisses and groans and strokes, Kay felt an uncontrollable desire to suck, keep and make him come in her mouth. James sighed deeply at the thought of her lips and tongue all around his dick. He stood up and sat down on the rim of the tub parting his legs. She reached out for the towel and removed the foam from his hard penis. She kissed him one more time and told him to watch her. Her tongue brushed the tip of his erection making him startle. She sucked on it as if it was her favourite lollipop savouring him slowly whilst James stroke her hair and begged her to continue with his voice shaken with delight. She looked up and watched him in the eye as she took him in her mouth gradually driving him mad. He arched his back throwing his head back and eventually came crying her name. Kay cleaned her lips and chin with the palm of her hand and filled her glass with champagne before gulping it down, then watched James pleased as he caught his breath after his orgasm.

“I want my reward, James. Now!”
He stepped out the tub and dried himself, so he beckoned to her to follow him before leaving. When Kay joined him in the bedroom he was putting a condom on. He grasped her wrists and pushed her on the bed coming over her.
“Would you please remind me about that reward?” he whispered holding her wrists tightly above her head.
She smiled widely and said, “Shag me James. Make me scream in pleasure. Make me come.”
“Oh yeees, I like you talking dirty. You fucking turn me on. Said it again. Beg me!”
“Please, please, shag me. I need your big hard cock inside me now!”
His mouth was soon on one breast sucking on her nipple gently whilst his hand played with the other. Cupping both breasts in his hands, his mouth kissed its way down to her wet pussy.
“You taste so good,” he said softly licking her opening. Kay grabbed his head and looked at him sucking her.
“Your tongue babe,” she panted, “I want to feel your tongue inside me.” He obeyed and his tongue entered her flicking rhythmically. He stopped just when she was feeling her orgasm approaching but she didn’t even have the time to complain since his huge cock took the place of his tongue.

Thrusting deeper and deeper inside her, James urged her to scream his name. She did as he asked and pleaded with him to screw her harder. The harder he fucked her, the more she screamed his name and the more she screamed his name, the more she drove him crazy encouraging him to dig his cock deeper and deeper into her sex. A few more thrusts and a powerful orgasm shook her body.

James was waken all of a sudden in the middle of night by Kay who was sucking on his dick again.
“What…”
“I’m sorry honey. I was so hungry!”
“Never met anyone that insatiable!” he murmured in a sleepy voice sounding slightly annoyed. Kay stopped at once and lay down turning her back to him without speaking a word.
He looked at her concerned for a moment, so he went closer putting one arm round her. “What’s wrong now?” he whispered in her ear squeezing one of her breasts gently.
She said nothing for a while, then she snarled, “I’m not either a groupie or a nympho. But you’d never believe me anyway if I told you the truth.”
“I’ve never said the opposite and it never crossed my mind,” he said kissing her shoulder. “Yet, why shouldn’t I believe you? If you tell me the truth I’ll believe you.”
“I hadn’t had sex for five years.”
“May I ask you why?”
“I shut men out of my life after my divorce.”
“I’m sorry,” James whispered holding her tighter. Kay gave a short life and said,
“You don’t have to. I married an asshole and getting divorced has been the best thing I’ve ever done. But when in your caravan I saw you looking at me with those gorgeous eyes of yours nearly popping out of your head, my hormones went nuts and I totally lost control of my actions.”
“I’ll eternally be grateful to your hormones. You gave me the best sex in ages.”
“If that’s a dirty trick to make me go on with what I was doing earlier, you’ve got to know that it’s not working. I won’t!”
“That’s not fair,” he laughed amused. “Actually, I’d like to get some more sleep if you don’t mind. You’ve worn me out enough for today.”

THE END.

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