Harmony Frost

Here she was, out again with her friends. Months after her random romp with the intelligent, blue eyes wonder named Grant. Despite the fact that he lived in her building she had successfully managed to avoid him after their trust. Not that it had been too difficult. Giselle has been busy in the last few months. Not just school but also in her personal life. A friend of hers was getting married and she was the maid of honor. That meant a lot of planning and extra time away from home. Perfect for running away. Because that’s exactly what she was doing. Running. Why else would she avoid someone with such charm and obvious good looks? Because she was scared. For the first time Giselle has met someone and she felt a real spark and when the lusty haze wore off she was fearful of what these burgeoning feelings could mean. Grant was probably a really great guy. He certainly was great- no amazing! In bed, but she was afraid for something deeper as much as she craved exactly that. Sighing, Giselle toyed with the lime on the edge of her drink, mentally contemplating telling her friends that she was going home early. This was a waste of time. None of the men were attracting her interest and she was starting to feel self conscious in her risqué outfit. A tap on the shoulder had Giselle rearing up to turn down another loser when the insults died in her throat. “G-Grant? Hey.... I, uh, what are you doing here? It’s....well it’s been a while hasn’t it?” She greeted with a tiny smile. “You look good,” she admitted.

“And just this once....” That phrase struck her but just as quickly as she had turned on Max, he had done the same to her. Estelle looked at Max’s retreating figure and felt her heart break all over again. He was right. This was his first time hurting her and she hadn’t even given him a chance to make it better. But it had hurt her ego to have him showing so much attention to another woman so soon after.... And she had blown it completely out of proportion. Estelle felt sick and silly for reacting so badly. Ignoring the nosy people in the resort lobby, Estelle headed for the suite. He was gone. God, she was an idiot. And she couldn’t even go see him in the morning, she had another meeting. But maybe they both needed a break. She just hoped that he would accept her apology. @Xeno

By this point the hotel owner had come down, questioning what she didn’t like about her room. After all that was the whole purpose of her visit. She was supposed to be taking in everything so that she could effectively advertise this place. But now her mini vacation had been spoiled by....him. She could still feel her heart twisting in pain. How could the love and affection she felt this morning just disappear so fast? “No, Mr. Cheravin there’s nothing wrong with my suite. I just require an additional room. Nothing fancy, I know this is short notice....” Mr. Cheravin frowned, but nodded his head. “Alright, we’ll have a single room set up for you. Anything else?” Estelle shook her head. By this time the commotion behind her finally caught her attention and she turned to see Max. Her lips immediately fell into a deep frown. “I want your bags packed immediately. You can bring whoever you like to your new room.” She sighed, feeling tears form but refusing to let him see her so bereft. She stepped towards him, adding in a fierce whisper, “You know, if all you wanted was a simple fuck, you didn’t have to lie and say you loved me. I’m a grown woman I can handle sex with no strings. Why’d you.....why’d lie to me Max? I thought we were friends?” @Xeno

Thanks for informing them@Chiyako!

Giselle indulged herself in Grant’s kiss, loving the whole pleasure/pain combo he worked into their coupling. It drove her wild that he had picked up on her predilections so early on. He was definitely an intuitive and daring sex partner. She had to keep him. “Good morning,” Gigi murmured when they finally came up for air. “Are you staying for breakfast....daddy?” She purred, pecking his cheek and smirking up at him. @MarshallWalker

Beautiful. Natural. Hugh smirked as he stepped towards Alyssa. He could see and smell her arousal. It was shocking considering her defensive behavior, but maybe she’d been hiding it. Slowly, Hugh reached out to graze his hands over her erect nipples. “I’m simply inspecting,” he explained. Testing her responsiveness. His hands swept along her curves, pressing firmly against her cloth covered snatch. “Interesting....are you always like this? Or am I a special case?” He purred, peeling down her panties first.

“First,” He held up s hand, taking on a rather imperious demeanor. “No more Hugh. You will address me as Mr. Oberlin until I deem otherwise, understood? None of this ordering me about either, but yes, I agree the door should be closed.” He smirked, strolling over to shut and lock the door. “And now...strip. Please.”

Her pricing system was all over the place, but he understood why. When she keyed in on the fact that he was interested she seemed....frightened. But she was hiding behind a false show of toughness. Hugh rolled his eyes. “First of all, who said anything about a discount? Be careful what you assume about me girl.” Hugh took a step forward, eyeing her again. “May I see the goods....as it were? I’d like to know before I...partake.”

“On the contrary,” Hugh replied, smiling a tiny bit. “I don’t mind it. As long as you don’t cause trouble or...damage, I’m good. But next time, you need to tell me first. I hate finding out things late.” His smile vanished and he folded his hands behind his back. “But forgive me for touching without permission. I wonder.... what is your price?” He asked boldly.

While her pussy missed the snug fit of his huge shaft, Giselle was completely enthralled by the sight of Grant jerking off the massive instrument directly over her face and tits. It was so god damn sexy to watch him loose control and essentially mark his territory. Giselle opened her mouth wide, hopping to catch some of his jizz as it sprayed haphazardly on her mouth, neck, eyes, in her hair and on her breasts. She grinned up at him, licking her lips and wiping her face, sucking on her fingers when she was done. The rest she left as is, as she sat up and reached for his now soft cock. He lips wrapped around him immediately as she cast a lustful gaze as her head bobbed gently on his shaft. her tongue slithering along his organ as she cleaned him off. Moaning at the salty sweet taste of his cum. @MarshallWalker

“Ohhhh.....yes.....” Giselle hissed as he slowed down, his meaty cock rubbing against her sensitive walls. And each thrust still had plenty of power too. Plus Grant’s playful licks to her ear sent shivers down her spine. He wanted her to choose? Instantly her mind filled with all sorts of options but currently she had one that superseded all the rest. “I want you to cum on my tits and my face. I wanna taste you Daddy.” @MarshallWalker

Whatever he wanted Giselle shivered at the implications. She bit her lip, her body tingling at the raspiness of his voice and his unapologetic response. A shriek ripped from her mouth when he yanked her back by her hair, demanding she confess the dark secrets she tried in vain to suppress. She pushed back against him eagerly, smacking sounds filling the room. “Oh fuck, Daddy I like it a lot. I love it,” She confessed, ashamed and yet extremely turned on. @MarshallWalker

“Ahhh fuck,” she gasped, as the jerking of her body and the intensity of the sensations building within her became to much. Giselle’s eyes fluttered open and she was starting to piece together several things. One, she was definitely not dreaming anymore and two, Grant was currently using her like a sex toy. She wondered if she should be angry, but the thick cock ramming inside her pussy was very distracting. She clawed at the sheets, her neck twisting to look back at the powerful man pounding into her. “Oh God.....W-What are y-you.....mmmm....doing?” She questioned, unwittingly pushing back against his shaft. And why did she get wetter knowing that he’d been violating her in her sleep? @MarshallWalker

“Mmmm....” Giselle groaned, wiggling her hips and unintentionally enticing Grant to take further liberties. The sexy dream had warmed her up prematurely for frisky behavior and Grant only stoked the fire within her. She felt full and her eyes remained closed even if her mind was starting to wake up a bit. But it was still foggy and the pleasure radiating from her pussy to her brain made her believe she was still dreaming. @MarshallWalker

Her legs parted and she let out a soft, “oh,” as he licked her pussy. Her essence dripping slowly like the morning dew. This was the realest dream she’s had in a while. Giselle wouldn’t be surprised if she woke up extremely wet. Her dream intensified and she arched up in her sleep another moan escaping her lips. Her ass was raised up and if Giselle wasn’t sure she was dreaming, she’d swear Grant had slid his marvelous cock into her hot, molten core. She let out another moan that almost sounded like the word ‘more’. @MarshallWalker

Her dreams were sweet, and sexy. Starring Grant and Giselle definitely wasn’t waking up soon. Especially when it seemed like her imagination had gotten better. A soft moan escaped her lips as she slept and she squirmed slightly, unconsciously seeking more of whatever caused that pleasant sensation. @MarshallWalker

Giselle was sleeping soundly. Grant wore her out last night and that combined with how much running around she did with her kids, she was due for a deep sleep. She slept in the nude, shifting slightly in her sleep as she nuzzled closer to her bedmate. A typical habit for her although she usually woke up with her pillow between her legs. @MarshallWalker

Giselle grinned when she could feel Grant hardening inside her again. “So soon?” She asked, kissing him passionately. “Take me to bed,” she purred, giving a gleeful squeal when he hoisted her in his strong arms and carried her into her bedroom. They didn’t actually fall asleep for a long time when they got there. But eventually she ended up falling asleep with Grant’s arm curled around her waist, a sated smile on her lips. @MarshallWalker

“Mmm, yes it was,” she breathed, returning his tender kiss. Giselle gave Grant a sated smile, her fingers stroking his hair, “I hope you don’t plan on leaving yet....” she added, pulling back to gaze into his eyes. Her hands slithered down to rest on his shoulders, “The night’s still young.” @MarshallWalker

Hugh cocked a brow at Alyssa’s invitation, before stepping inside. His tall, leanly muscled frame looming over hers. He cut right to the chase, “Have you been.....” he reached out and stroked her cheek, dragging his hand down her neck, “soliciting in my building?” He knew she was, but he wanted to hear it from her lips. “Don’t lie. I’m not as nice when people tell false stories.”

God, he was a beast. And Giselle was ever so grateful for it. She rode him hard, feeling her climax coming immediately. Especially with the way he was licking and groping her tits. Finally she let out a scream as her orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning. Her legs choking his waist as his seed shot into her womb and coated her walls. Giselle moaned loudly in Grants ear, her grip tight as she came down from her high. “You’re incredible,” She praised, her chest heaving as she sought to catch her breath. @MarshallWalker

Divine. He must love that word, or maybe only when it came to her. Giselle felt like she was close to the edge again and when he asked her to ride him, she knew it was inevitable. “Yes Daddy,” She moaned, her hands on his shoulders as she began to bounce on his cock, the action making her large tits pop free from their lacy prison. “Oh fuck, your dick feels so good.” When he began to nuzzle her breasts she held his head close, arching as she begged for him to suck on them. She knew he would feel how her walls were convulsing and she’d be creaming his cock soon. “Cum with me Grant, please. I want you to fill me,” she begged, knowing he planned the opposite. But her walls were gripping his shaft greedily, as if milking him. @MarshallWalker

“Oh.....my.....God....” The slam of his hips. The way his cock rammed against that sweet spot within her. Grant was impossibly deep. “Just like that,” she encouraged, her fingers combing through his hair and nails scratching his back. The pleasure was so intense. “Oh Grant, please don’t stop baby.” She breathed, seeking to kiss him again. She wanted him to consume her totally and he was doing just that. @MarshallWalker

When he entered inside her Giselle’s moaned and reached for him. When he said he wouldn’t cum inside her she pouted her lips. She wanted him to. Still she resolved herself to enjoy the moment. “Oh God you feel as good as I thought you would,” She moaned, kissing him deeply. Every stroke of his meaty shaft brought Giselle closer to the edge. She loved the weight of his body on hers and the warmth and smoothness of his skin. “Oh yes! Grant, yes!” She panted, her stocking feet sliding and rubbing the sides of his legs as her hips bucked to meet his thrusts. “Deeper baby,” she pleaded, her head thrown back in bliss. @MarshallWalker

Giselle hissed as he rubbed his cock again her wet pussy lips, teasing her. God, he was so good at this. Just when she thought he would finally plunge into her depths, he brought up his lack of protection. Gigi froze, debating whether or not to take the risks. She didn’t think he had anything, but what about pregnancy? She warred with herself for several secnods before making her decision. She out her hand and caressed his cheek. “If it’s okay with you, I say we go ahead. I trust you Grant.” @MarshallWalker