Room Service

Claire IC:

"You and I were destined to meet." Clarke whispered. He held the pearls in his fingers. "Well, have you thought about what you want me to do? I only want you to be happy." His eyes were so entrancing. His hand slipped over my breasts and over my navel. I was tied to the bed and unable to move. His fingers opened up my sex and I could feel him pressing gently against my clitoris. "I will treat you like I have trated no other woman ever before. You will be the most beautifully dressed woman in New York after this."

I looked up at him, feeling his fingers in me, making me cum. "After what?...." I replied, half knowing that something was not as it should be. "Tell me.....what is going on here..."

"Shhhhhhh.....enjoy this moment. What would you like me to do?"

"Tell me Clarke......please tell me what is happening."

"If you insist. But remember this, you do not know anything at all. You are supposed to be innocent in all of this. The deal is we do not tell you. But then you are so persistent." He stopped what he was doing, savouring the juices on his fingers and looked at me smiling. "Those pearls are genuine. The ones that Brad shown you are fake. We had them replaced earlier by someone in the jewellers. You are to return to London with them and your boss will deal with things from there on. They are very valuable indeed. Its what we do. There.....I told you."

"You are a jewel thief?" I asked.

"Not only jewels my darling Claire. But anything that is of value in this world. My forte is paintings. Our business tomorrow is yet another scam. As you know, our meeting is to discuss the trade of a famous master......."

"....a fake no doubt?" I replied.
 
"Oh, yes assuredly...a fake."
He holds the pearls up to the light. They are not small. There is an iridescense to them. He unclasps them and a 2 foot chain of of soft white beads dangles from his fingers.

"We will have to cut you in now of course...my pretty girl."
He takes the end of the chain, the first pea sized pearl and pushes it into her vagina. She gives a start, her eyes flash. He takes the other end and raising her buttocks with one hand pushes the first pearl into her anus.

"This can be a very dangerous game that we play.
You have no choice now of course."
A second, a third pearl follow the first into her
body. They grow larger...a fourth a fifth. He gives a gentle tug. What a feeling! The hard beads, cool inside her moving all about. She tenses around them trying to make out their shapes and number. He smiles...

"You will make a delightful partner Claire"...His eyes glaze, "Your breasts and nipples and lips and eyes and hair are so pretty."
He kisses her in all those places.
The sixth beads, the size of small marbles, the seventh, eighth, ninth...His fingers now must push each pearl deeper into her passages, he leaves his fingers inside her, a bit longer each time.

"What say you dearest? Would you like to play in all my games?"
She arches up against his hands eager to take in the precious chain of priceless pearls.
The tenth, eleventh, twelth...she is full of slick hard moving balls that turn and twist with each contraction of her ass and cunt.
Thirteenth, fourteenth...and now only two large pearls are left spanning the tiny bridge between her passages.

"Yes..." she whispers..."Yes, yes"
Clarke, moves onto the bed and kneels with her upturned head between his thighs. His thick hard cock drips precum on her lips. He presses the tip between them.

"Swallow me Claire, take me into your throat. Do it now."
He takes the two exposed pearls in his fingers and leans forward to suck her clitoris into his mouth, then his tongue raking across the fevered nub, he begins to tug at the twisted chain of pearls that so tightly fills her body.
 
Claire IC:

Clarke confirmed that the pearls were fake. He made an offer to cut me into their business. Somehow I knew Brad had something to do with all this and maybe others too. Like, who is "Lupe?" and how much involvement do my own employers have in all of this?

He took the pearls from around my neck and then fed them into me. Pushing each one into both my anus and vagina. It was interesting.....so erotic too....I tried to count each one as they slipped into me one by one. Eventually only the two larger ones remained outside of me connected to those in my anus and my vagina. Clarke straddled me, his cock waving in my face and I took him into my mouth as he caressed my clit with his articulate tongue....... fingers inside of me, tugging at the pearls as he removed them slowly.

"I suppose I have no alternative but to be part of this?" I asked, my voice laboured by the sensual feelings he was giving me and me sucking on his pulsating cock. I wanted him him to cum. Shower me with his warm thick jizz. I sucked and used my hand to bring him to a climax and sure enough, like always, his cock yielded its produce over my face and lips.

"Ohhhh yes my darling Claire.....yesssss." he moaned. "Thats it! take it all.......take it all." He pulled out all of the pearls from me, and then turned to me, running them across my lips and mixing his sperm with my juices. The taste was so exotic, so good.

"You have no alternative my dear.......you are now part of this wether or not you agree.....like I said......it is a dangerous game we play." He picked up the phone and called for room service, asking for his special order.
 
Brad the Bellman

Lupe, on her knees in her sluttly French maid out is sucking the life out of my raging hard on. Again, on the screen, we can see what Clarke is doing to Claire, having her tied up with her nylons and putting the pearls in her pussy.

Just as Lupe's head is moving up and down on my cock and my hands are in her hair the room service bell rings. What could Clarke want now?
 
The special order consisted of a bottle of extremely good cahmpagne which he poured into flutes and held to her lips.
Occasionaly he would dribble some on her breasts or on her sex and would lick up the bubbly wine until he felt her twisting with desire.

"Your face is exquisite when you become aroused Claire."
He gently opened her and inserted the neck of the bottle into her passage. It felt cold and hard. She involuntarily contracted on it. He slid it in an inch and wiped perspiration from her brow.
He pushed it in and out, in and out...never more than an inch at a time. She arced up wanting more, her wrists twisting against the restraints.

"I..."she began. But his finger on her lips stilled her.
"Husssshhh...."
he said and kised her, moving his tongue into her sweet mouth and the bottle a few more inches into her body.
It grew in girth as it penetrated and her nether lips were stretched wide, almost painfully so, around it's circumference. Holding the object in place with one hand, Clarke began to rub her slick pink dsistended petals and engorged clit with the other.

"We will dispense with the foolish meeting tomorrow. I have a man that you must seduce. It is important for the plan."
The bottle moves in and out faster now, like a huge thick cock, every new thrust driving further into her tight wet passage.

She cannot think...his words...his words...

"He may want to use you roughly but you must accomadate him...Do you understand?"

In Out, deeper, deeper the green thing moves into her sex...she bucks, and grinds, twists, moans...
"Do you understand?"

The wave hits in a burning flood.
"YESSSS" she cries, "God yessss...anything, anything."
 
Claire IC:

I was surprised when Brad delivered the champagne in an ice bucket with two flute galasses. Clarke took them from him and then Brad looked over at me tied up to the bed, completely helpless and blew me a kiss from his grin before he left. "Anything else sir?" he asked Clarke, closing the door.

"Not now. I'll call you when I need anything else thank you." Clarke replied. I knew then that Brad expected something more than just providing room service. I was now deeply involved in something of which my own curiosity made me a prisoner of, unable to escape things.

Clarke poured out the champagne and served it to my lips, then poured it over me in a sex game I knew would happen. He sensuously licked up the bubbly from my breasts, my navel and after pouring into my sex, he licked it up from my lips. I had no other alternative but to take part. But I was enjoying it as much as he was.

I watched his cock grow harder and harder and expected him to penetrate me with every inch of it at that moment. But Clarke was a man of great imagination and he used the champagne bottle on me instead. Inching it into me bit by bit. I felt it slide up as deep as I could take it.....deeper than I ever imagined. The feelings of pleasure washed through me as he fingered me, telling me what was to happen next in his plan.

It seemed I had taken on a new role here. I was sent on business to do my employers bidding, give a presentation on how the company was to collect all the important artifacts that were left around in the world, supposedly missing and bring them to the worlds attention. A kind of corporate Indiana Jones project.
Now Clarke was telling me that I was in his control, not just sexually there and then, but in his total control. He spoke to me about an associate who I needed to meet. But not just meet. It seemed that I had to seduce them too.

Ckarke removed the champagne bottle, relaxing my vagina that felt relief in its contraction. He moved on top of me, looked deeply in my eyes and asked all kinds of questions that just seemed to diminish in the throes of him entering me. Fucking me hard and long as I listened and agreed without thinking. I was to play this serious and dangerous game now and there was no way out.

His thrusting sent me to my climax and I cried out over and over again as he made me cum and cum before his own magnificent and intense release inside of me.
 
Brad the Bellman

As my cock was pumping into Lupe's hot wet mouth, Clarke wanted me to deliver a bottle of the finest Champagne to his room.

Within seconds of being ready to cum all over Lupe's face, I pulled out and told her to come with me. Maybe Clarke would want both of us to join him and Claire. As we got into the elevator, Lupe grabbed at my cock again, saying that she wanted me here and now.

My fingers probed her wet pussy beneath her sluty French maid's uniform. "Just wait, Clarke will want to fuck you when he sees you like this."

We went to the door to deliver the Champage and I stepped inside to see beautiful Claire tied to the bed in her nylons, still wearing her garter belt and high heels. Clarke said he'd call me if he wanted anything else, so I left, disappointed.

With Lupe standing in the hallway, I took her in my arms and pressed her against Clarke's door. My cock exposed I thrust into her hard. She let out a scream as she clawed at my back.

"Fuck me, Brad, fuck meeee...."
 
Tiring of the bottle play, Clarke licked the wet warm juices from it and set it on the floor by the bed. Next he untied Claire's legs and entered her in a more or less conservative fashion. She was quite moist and his long thick cock slid into her easily.

"Lock your legs behind me and squeeze as tight as you can."
She did as she was told and after a few deep thrusts he allowed himself to cum, spilling his seed into her pussy where it mixed with the creamy
spend of her own orgasm.
He did not withdraw but rather, still semi tumescent inside her, began to tell Claire what would be expected of her tomorrow...

They would meet the man for lunch at Sardi's.
He had already reserved a table in a quiet corner.
Claire was to wear no panties or bra.
As they ate their lunch the man would slip below the table and perform cunnilingus on her while Clarke played with her breasts. After the man had satisfied himself then the men would exchange roles. When this stage was finished. Claire would slip below the table and give both men fellatio while they closed the deal.

Clarke promised, as he began to stroke into her once again, that she would be well rewarded.
Just before he came, he stopped and asked her if she'd like him to send for Brad so that she could practice on two men.
 
Lupe:

My back against the door, and my skirt bunched up at my waist, I locked my legs around Brad's waist, feeling his cock pistoning in and out of my wet pussy. I could never get enough of this, and it seemed neither could he.

I yelped with every thrust, pleading with him to fuck me hard. I didn't care if everyone down the corridor came to look; in fact I wanted to be looked at.
 
Claire IC:

Has Clarke talked to me and slowly fucked me the way he wanted, he explained the meeting with this stranger I was to seduce. The way he wanted it to be done. It was something I had never done before, yet the idea excited me so much.

He asked if I wanted to practice on him and the bellman. Filatio on both of them at the same time. I had seen it done in a porno movie, but to actually do two men at the same time made me feel so horny. But there was something else too. Who was watching us in the lift earlier. A man, a woman even?

He untied my wrists, allowing me to sit up on the bed. I was free now. "Get the bellman.....yes!" I replied. "And also another woman. I want to watch her do both of you first. So that I can see how it is done."

Clarke smiled and walked to the door. "You sure about this?" he asked. I nodded my reply. "Fine......just let me check something outside."

He opened the door quickly and to my surprise....Brad and this woman fell into the room. Brad landed on top of her at Clarke's feet. He looked down at them as they both looked up at him with a surprised look on their faces.

"I thought I heard noises out here." Clarke said. "I might have known. Lupe? How nice to see you again."
 
Lupe:

There weren't too many words to describe the feeling I had when we fell into the room, and Brad impaled me to depths of my pussy yet uncovered. I closed my eyes momentarily, savouring that moment, the same one as the time when I lost my virginity.

When I finally regained full consciousness and looked up, I was back in Heaven all over again. There was Clarke standing above me, or should I say, that his cock was above me.

As Brad started to get up, I clung onto his waist still, not wanting to give up even an inch of his cock.

I looked into Clarke's face, and then back down at his cock. He looked like he could use a bit of attention there.

This time, I pull away from Brad, but only temporarily. I got on all fours now, and offered my gaping pussy to Brad once again. Reaching out, I pull Clarke towards me using his cock, and gave his head a welcoming kiss.
 
Falling in...........

Claire IC:

So this was Lupe? I sat on the bed, knees up to my chin and watched the pair fall into the room. In a way it was funny, how they were around close by when you needed them.

Poor Lupe took the full force of Brad's body weight falling on top of her. They must have been fucking when Clarke opened the door and I cringed at the feeling she must have felt as Brad's cock thrust into her when she made impact with the ground.

They parted, but only for Lupe to turn around on all fours to face Clarke's pulsating member. Brad looked at me and I gave him a wave and a smile, before watching him slip back into her from behind. She worked her tongue and lips around Clarke like she was savouring a popsicle. He held her hair gently, easing them both into a rhythm which matched that of Brad pounding at her from behind. She was taking them both alright. Watching all three was better than watching those porno movies. This was a live show and it looked as if I was getting my lessons in how it was to be done one way or another.
 
Clarke watched Claire as Claire watched the three of them in the center of the floor. The raven tresses and caramel skin of Lupe were in stark contrast to the pale beauty of the english girl.
Brad's eyes were closed and his hands dug tightly into the brunettes hips as he drove thrust after thrust into her.
The girl before him was doing everything right. Using her lips and her tongue in just the right way to insure a momentary, a very...very...Clarke fought back. Not yet...

"Claire, come over here girl....that's it kneel down close...look at the way Lupe takes me between her pretty lips...lovely isn't it?"
Claire watched his long curving cock disapearing into the Latino's mouth over and over again.

"Claire, please slide under us,", his words came in low breathless phrases, " there are some things you can be doing...Her breasts are down there, heavy and swaying, crying for your tongue.
And your fingers, how nice they would feel on my
balls which are... tight... aching...
That's it...yes...that's it."
 
Claire IC:

I knealt down before Clarke and Lupe. Watched her sucking and using her tongue on his cock with such mastery. Brad pounded against her butt, making the most of the opportunity to take her hard and deep. She looked at me and gave out soft laments of satisfaction. Clarke explained what he wanted me to do and I followed his commands.

I lay down and slipped between both of them. Lupe's breasts in view down the top of the french maids outfit was an irresistable temptation as they swayed freely inside the material. I tugged and liberated them, admiring her nipples and the smoothness of their form before positioning myself to take each nipple in turn in my mouth. Lupe groaned even more louder and I reached out my hand to cup Clarke's balls, stroking them and waiting for his release.

Clarke eventually gave out an appreciative cry as he shot his cum over Lupe's begging lips. Brad followed, withdrawing himself and shooting his brine over the black material of the maids outfit and between Lupe's butt. I was in the right position to recieve the drips of thick cum that fell from her lips and face, both of us taking every drop between us.

Clarke took her to one side and I sat up to take more of the jizz fest from Brad as his fingers drew the last few drops from his cock into my mouth. I licked and used my tongue in the way Lupe had kindly shown me, keeping him as hard as I could. I watched Clarke as he sucked on Lupe's nipples, biting them gently, squeezing her perfect orbs with his articulate hands and then Brad gave me the same treatment as he knealt beside me.
 
Lupe:

Receiving attention from all who were present in the room was great, and the service they did for me was absolutely heavenly. When both Clarke and Brad pulled out, almost in unison to shower with with their warm thick cum, it was the icing on the cake.

Now Clarke picked me up, and motioned for me to get on the bed. Brad was taking care of Claire.

His fingers and lips could not leave my breasts, gently squeezing, kneading, pinching my nipples. I couldn't help but moan. Reaching down, my fingers filled the vacuum in my pussy, and I needed someone to fuck me again.

Why did they call us in anyway? I wondered, but only momentarily before my thoughts are brought back to the present.
 
The plot thickened......

Claire IC:

Later, after all of the fun that all four of us had, I shared a shower with Lupe. Clarke had taken Brad away to oneside to obviously talk over business. But what I learned from Lupe was even more fascinating. She was actually a key person in all of this business I had gotten myself tied up with.

As the shower sprayed down upon our naked bodies, I offered to soap up her back for her, noticing the delectable smooth tanned skin of hers. She explained that Brad was her employee sort of thing in all of this as much as he was the same in their everyday hotel role. He was a professional thief who could break into anywhere, an expert in dodging cameras and all kinds of security systems. Nothing was a problem to him and he was the one who switched the original pearls for the fakes we saw on display. Nobody even noticed. And Clarke was the mastermind behind all of their operations. Lupe was there to make sure that everything they needed was set up and ran exactly to plan. She also explained about my employers in London and how they needed the expensive pearls which are actually part of the Royal Japanese family crown jewels originally. Something about them being recovered and a private deal to some millionaire who wanted them badly.

Having the conversation out of the way, Lupe then turned her attention to me. I did not mind being seduced by another woman, especially someone as beautiful as Lupe. It was my fantasy come true as she began to return the favour of me soaping her up. Lupe did more than that of course....
 
Lupe:

I whispered softly in her ears for her to lean back, and to close her eyes. Reaching for the bottle of lotion, I pour a generous amount playfully onto her round breasts, trailing down her firm stomach and finally even some on her pussy.

Moving forward, I straddle her torso, as I rubbed my own naked pussy against her stomach, lathering the lotion.

My hands start to spread the white liquid evenly on either of her breasts, caressing and kneading. I tug at her nipples softly, as if milking her, and bringing my body close to hers. Our tits mash together, as I lather my own breasts with the soap already on hers.

I reach for her firm stomach, and in a circular motion rubs the lotion around, to her waist, even her back. Then my fingers creep slowly, to that one place that we both wanted so much to be filled...
 
Claire IC:

Lupe was so sensual, so hot. I let her lather me up with such caressing moves over my body. We looked into each others eyes which was pure body language coupled with an empathy that said everything......we wanted only one thing......total female sexual satisfaction. I reached for the forset and slowed down the stream of water as her fingers touched the sensative parts of my sex, probing me. I lifted my thigh and gently allowed her to rub her pussy against me. Her fingers found their way onto my clitoris, making circular movements that sent gentle orgasmic waves through me. Quickening her rubbing motion against my thigh I was making her feel those same feelings that I was. I watched her nipples harden and I reached my head forwards, taking each one in turn between my lips, running the tip of my tongue against them. She began to moan, pressing harder against my clit and both of us at the same time reached our climax.

Clarke threw back the shower curtain at that moment. "Well, I see you two ladies have found some time to get better aquainted." he said, grinning. "I think its time we let Claire get some rest now. I need her later for a special meeting."

Lupe seemed annoyed and pushed Clarke to one side as she left the shower. "You need to be more tactful Clarke in the way you are doing things here." she said. "You could destroy this whole job with your little games. Claire is here to do a job. Not take part in your personal plans." She dried herself on the towel and looked over at Brad standing by the bathroom door. "If this goes wrong then we will throw away our lives and everything."

I leaned against the wall of the shower unit, reeling from my orgasm and everything else that happened to me during that day. At that moment I realised that Lupe was not just beautiful, but she had the brains to keep things together in this whole thing. It was obvious that what Clarke wanted me to do later had nothing to do with their whole operation.
 
A PAUSE TO REFLECT.

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11th September 2001.

Whilst reading this thread.....May I ask those readers to pause and reflect for a while and say a prayer to all those souls who tragically died on this day in New York City and Washington.

Thankyou.

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OOC...I most definately concur with Sienna. Terrible days for us all.

IC...Clarke hesitated but then turned away and walked back into his room. Perhaps Claire would see in due time that the activities he had outlined to her were crucial to the plan.
 
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THIS STORY CONTINUES ON:

LATER........the presentation. Room Service II.

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Room service III......... is being planned for the future.............

Sie. xxx
 
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