The Celeb Hotel (reopen)

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I dont know if anyone remembers this old thread. It was a hotel for celebs where they could go for some fun, away from all the press. Also to meet up with other celebs and see what happens from there. If anyone is interested please sigh up and lets try to get this one back up like it used to be, thanks.
 
Serena

I hated losing to that skinny belgium woman, I need to avoid tennis for a while and relax at a nice secret hotel.

"Hi, can you show me my room, I will be eating in the room tonight, send someone to take my order"
 
Sam Elliott:

He walks up to the desk and smiles the smile that lights up his weathered face and in his slow, deep voice asks for the key to his suite overlooking the pool and beach.

Thanking the desk clerk he leads the bellhops with his things into the lobby and then into his room. Tipping them both generously he orders lunch for two and heads for the wet bar to get himself a beer as he waits for his female valet to arrive and unpack them both.

HINT: Female valet/servant needed, prefer a submissive type, naturally. *G
 
Serena

This was my first time in this hotel, I had heard about in from my sister, she said it was discreet and you could hand out and relax without the press bothering you.

"Yes Miss Williams" the young guy took my case and I followed him to the room, "Not Bad, Thanks"

I tipped him a $100 and asked him to run a bath for me, he bath on the balcony is circular and has jets and stuff, there is a sun lounger to one side and lots of white towels. The bath looks quite complicated, so he can do it.

Standing on the deck outside the window stretching my sore muscles, I had come straight from my morning work out and still had my tennis clothes on, I was looking forward to a warm bath and maybe a rub down later.

While he runs the bath, I move to the bathroom to take off my tennis clothes, my breasts almost sigh outloud as the sport bra comes off, my hands automatically reach and cup them, heavy in my hands with marks where the straps had dug in. I will need to moisturise after my bath.

As I cup my breasts and my fingers stroked accross my nipples I could not help thinking how long it had been since I had a fuck, the problem is most of the guys are intimidated by me, it would be nice to be intimidated once in a while.

A vision of being bent over or tied up went through my mind and immediately woke my loins up, still working!

A girl would even be Ok, but you had to be so careful about who got to know.

Covering myself with a white bathrobe I go to check if my bath is ready.

I suppose I will have to settle for some finger work, I thought as I headed back into the bedroom. The room is large, the bed low and in the centre of the room, mirrors on most of the walls.

My faithful friend is soon retrieved from the suitcase and the bath looks ready and inviting so I let the robe drop to the floor and walk naked, vibrator in hand out to the hot tub on the balcony,

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Mr. Pitt and Ms. Aniston

We arrived at the hotel trying to find a place where we can just have some fun and stay away from cameras. He checked our bags in and they were taken up to our room. We hareaded for the bar trying to see just who else was here at the hotel.

(Looking for anyone to play with either Brad or Jennifer)
 
Sam Elliott:

I wandered out onto the balcony, beer bottle in hand, and looked down at the pool below.

'Lots of folks here. Wonder who I'll know," I thought to myself as I scanned the balcony to either side of mine and the ones under me.

I watch as a statuesque naked woman walks out onto the balcony right below me and gets into a hot tub. Unlike me she isn't carrying a drink of any kind. Instead she has either a vibrator or a dildo in her hand as she settles back into the tub.

'Now that's just a damned shame. She needs something other than a fake to fill that great body properly. Wonder what her reaction will be when she spots me watching her. Maybe an invite to join her, in more ways than one,' I think with a grin.
 
Olivia Roswell, Sam Elliot's personal valet.

Looping the ice-filled bucket that contained the hotel's finest champagne, she slid her key into the door of Mr. Elliot's suite and let herself in. She knew, after working for him for a good five months, he wouldn't mind so long as she entered quietly. The lush suite was complete with a living room, kitchen, dining area, a full bath and one half bath, two enormous bedrooms and its own private hot tub.

As she scanned posh room she found her. . . boss nowhere in sight. With a shrug she set the neatly polished bucket on the wet bar. She then found a near by mirror and checked her appearance. Mr. Elliot was one of the hotel's most revered guests and mantaining his image of class was one of many jobs she had accepted when hired. He may be on vacation but she was certainly not.

Having sufficiently smoothed out her knee length black sundress and somewhat tamed her long auburn hair she quietly turned and walked farther into the suite. Now she could see Mr. Elliot out on the balcony through the sheer draps which framed the glass doors. She stopped just inside and tapped a knuckle against the opened door to announce her arrival.
 
Sam Elliott:

OOC: Hi and welcome. I hope we'll have a great time writing together. *BS

Hearing the subtle knock on the glass door behind me I say in my quiet deep voice, "Come on out Olivia and join me after you've gotten yourself a drink and gotten comfortable (Olivia knew what 'comfortable' meant)."
 
Olivia Roswell:

She nodded, reentered the suite and made her way into the master bedroom where the bellhops had placed their luggage. She opens her beg preparing to take it into her room but stops and begins to unpack Mr. Elliot's first. Upon finishing she returnsto her own bags and begins to unpack them in her own room. The whole task takes her less than ten minutes.

Now that everything is put in it's place, excluding a thin ivory colored silk slip (one of Mr. Elliot's favorites) she removes her black sun dress from her long lean body and draps it gently over the back of a near by chair. Next she unfastens her bra, uncovering a supple set of globes each topped with cherry blossom nipples, and slides her panties down those long smooth legs. She kicks the panties off her ankle and reaches for the silk slip. The garment clings to her form and sets off her gleaming green eyes, auburn hair, and pouty lips as if she were some exotic goddess and reveals her 26 year old figure when the sun hits it. One last touch, a spritz of perfume that would send any man less than her boss stumbling to his knees.

Before returning to Mr. Elliot's side she fixes herself a drink as he had requesting, nothing to strong, just a smooth refreshment.

No back on the balcony and gingerly brushes a fingertip across Mr. Elliot's elbow.
 
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Serena

The water was just perfect as I slipped into the tub, resting my favorite toy on the side I enjoyed the feeling of stroking my tired body.

My long legs spread in the wide tub, one lifting onto the edge as I press my smooth pussy open with my fingers. My stomach is flat and I always enjoy running my fingers over it and down to my thighs, over and over, it always arouses.

My fingers reach for my nipples, they are firming nicely, I have to wear pads under my tennis bras, or the press would have a field day with the sight of my erect nipples every time I had a big point!

Free from my bra they are long and proudly erect, and I lift one up to kiss and suck it, the feeling goes straight to my pussy.

I am drifting now, in my dream, I am crouched to recieve serve, centre court, but I am naked, butt in the air, the crowd can see the man behind me and I hear the gasp as they see his cock.
I cannot move, I am tied somehow in the ready position as he approaches, I feel the head of his huge thing at my lips, the crowd is quiet, tense as he starts to enter, thick and long, it goes on and on as the roar starts from the crowd


As I wake, my fingers inside me, I am wet and ready, reaching for my dildo, I am sure I see a face above me, but the sun is above and I am not sure.
 
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Sam Elliott:

Now that I can see her face clearly as she reclines in the hot tub I recognize the lush and lovely woman below my balcony and throughly enjoy the show she's putting on for me.

While awaiting Olivia I watch and wonder if Serena is as submissive as Olivia is and if she harbors any bisexual inclinations for seeing the two of them intwined, as the song goes Ebony and Ivory, before I joined them would be wonderfully erotic.
 
Serena

My arousal is growing as I drift back into my fantasy..

his cock is huge as its slides into me, my crouched position allows him full access, my butt thrust up ito the air, back arched, my breasts heavy, then the feel of cool hands, Anna K is here sitting in front of me, on a courtside chair.

She is naked, her legs open, soft blond hair shining in the sunlight, she is smiling up at me as she cups my breasts as they swing with his thrusts, the crowd gasps yes! yes!


I need more, as I rise up and sit on the edge of the bath, leaning back with the dildo at my lips, soap is running white and foaming between my breasts as I slide the dildo, long and pink into myself.
 
Sam Elliott:

Watching Serena has gotten me hard. It's a toss up. Do I wait for Olivia to come out and have her undress me or do it myself so my rather impressive endowment won't be crampped up in my jeans any longer.

I wonder what fantasy she's using as she plays with herself then slides the toy into her obviously very hot pussy. As she begins to work it in and out of her pussy my hand unconsciously begins to rub my hard cock in time to the movement of her hand and the toy imagining the feel of her pussy's wet heat wrapped around and squeezing me as it's stretched and filled with her bound on her knees eating Olivia's pussy at the same time.
 
The freindly buzz of my vibrator is all I can hear as I drift away again

"Lick it Serena, I know you want to, I have seen you looking, lick Anna's little blond pussy you black bitch"

Yes I moan softly to myself,


"Yes Anna, yes let me"

The crowd is roaring, fuck her fuck her fuck her, with every thrust as he holds my hips and fucks me, my face is touching her pussy, the smell overpowering, "lick it Bitch"

"Yes Yes" I cry out loud "Yes Anna"
 
Sam Elliott:

At Olivia's touch my hand moves from my crotch to her silk covered ass and I murmur quitely, "Look at the balcony below us Olivia as you undress me.
"That's Serena Williams the tennis star enjoying herself in her hot tub. How would you like to be in there with her right now either eating her or having her eat you while I was fucking one of you. Perhaps you'd even like her to watch then eat you as I spanked your sweet ass as I fucked you.
"What do you think my lovely Olivia sound interesting to you?"
 
Olivia:

She looped her index finger just inside Mr. Elliot's pants and slid it along his side, untucking his dress shirt as she stepped up to the edge of the balcony and peered over the railing.

"mmm....she's stunning sir..."

She turned back to her boss and greeted him with an unforgetably coy grin. Her lean fingers had worked his shirt free from his pants and were now releasing the shirt's buttons. When the shirt was open to the sweet breeze she smoothed her hands up his abdomen and pushed the shirt away from his shoulders, allowing it to tumble to the tile floor.

"When do we get to play sir?"

The words purred past plump, eager lips as dropped her hands and began to unfasten his belt.
 
Sam Elliott:

"You and I immediately Olivia and I think I'll call Serena and invite her up for drinks and 'things'.
"We'll see how things go from there if she accepts the invitation. I don't know why, but I have a feeling that Serena is much like you in many ways my lovely Olivia," he says as you both continue to watch her as you undress him and he caresses your ass with one hand and plays with your breasts with the other hand.

He glances down as you unfasten his jeans and slide them down freeing his hardness. He looks over at Serena fucking herself in the hot tub then back at you as you kneel to slide down the jeans, remove his shoes and then the jeans.

As your head gets rises and moves closer to his rampant cock he smiles down into your eyes and his hand caresses your cheek just as your lips purse and your mouth opens.
 
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Serena

I am so hot, I need more than the dildo, my mind is working overtime, I just want fucking, tieing up and spanking.

I,m not gay, so why is it always Anna Kournikova for gods sake, and her soft blond pussy

"I need a cock!"
 
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Serena

It's not enoughI realise I have called out too loud and my fantasy is broken, I just lean back against the wall with a pink towel across my shoulders, my legs are wide with one foot still in the water. My pink dildo is still buzzing inside me as my mind wanders.

The ball boys are picking me up, carrying me by my arms and legs around the court, my legs are wide, they are showing the crowd my naked body, cameras clicking, the hands are touching probing, some of the women players bend to kiss my open sex, applause for each one, everyone is dressed except me, I am cumming, head hanging back as a huge cock comes towards me

As my eyes open I notice a movement above as the sun moves behind a small cloud, a man is leaning back on the balcony above, it is clear my the look on his face that someone is doing something nice to him, his eyes are closed, mouth open. Then the realization! if he can see me!

Grabbing my towel, I quickly move off the deck into my room, in my haste my dildo is left by the tub
 
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Sam Elliott:

My head turns, my eyes open and I look down and see Serena getting out of the hot tub in a rush.

I don't let her escape that quickly without letting her know what she can have, if she's willing and wanting that is.

"Serena," I call down loud enough to be heard but not too loudly, "why don't you come up here and I'll take care of you much better than the toy would.
"Throw on a robe and come up and meet Olivia and I, if you're willing and eager for the real thing that is."

I watch to see if there's a reaction from her as the hand on Olivia's head follows the movement of her head as it moves back and forth.
 
Serena

I am as mad as hell,

"Throw on a robe and come up and meet Olivia and I, if you're willing and eager for the real thing that is." I repeated out loud in an angry sneer.

As if,

My hand was on the phone to give the management one hell of a peice of my mind, what sort of up scale hotel where the guests can be overlooked like that?

But hesitating I work out what happens next, I can see the headlines
Serena throws tantrum,

walks out of hotel after being spotted fucking herself with a pink dildo,

great.

I catch sight of myself in the mirror, sat on the bed, a four poster, with a sulk on my face. I am still as horny as hell. I find myself wondering about the guy upstairs, is he having is cock sucked by the girl he mentioned, Olivia, that was the name.

I wonder if the room is like this one,

I am tied to the posts, standing arms up and apart, feet on the floor but legs tied open. They are on the bed in front of me teasing me, making me beg, after I am fucked they leave and I am left for he guy from room service to find me

I have assumed the position, watching myself in the mirror, breasts thrust out, back arched, my skin is black and shiny. I am dripping.

I may go up, why not. No silly girl. But I will dress any way.

After moisturising my skin, and enjoying another of my favorite fantasies, I start to dress.

White stockings, actually tights but with no front or back. Just a sheer white section around my waist.

Then a silky smooth white cocktail dress, no bra, halter neck and cut at the sides.

I pose in front of the mirror, I would get arrested on the street.

I can't go anywhere like this, but it has been fun dressing up.

I know, picking up the phone I call reception.

"Hello, Miss Williams here, thanks. Can you pass my compliments to the couple in the suite above mine. The guy recognised me and called out, I may have been rude and not replied. I don't want them to think me rude so if they would like to join me for a drink before dinner that would be OK"
 
Sam & Olivia:

The phone's ring interrupts Olivia and I. Reluctantly I move away from her asking her to gather my clothing and then join me inside.

"Hello"

"Mr. Elliott, this is the front desk. Miss Williams in the room below yours has asked we let you know that she'd be pleased to join you for a before dinner drink if you wished and to thank you for your invitation."

"Thank you. Would you connect me to her room please and I'll let her know that would be perfect."

"Of course sir. Please hold on for a moment."

The sound of her phone ringing stops when she picks up the receiver, "Hello Serena this is Sam Elliott," I say in my low and quiet voice. "I'm very pleased you've accepted my invitation. Olivia and I would be very pleased to have you join us.
"We are very informal and in fact most of the time clothing is optional and not worn so do dress casually and comfortably if you still choose to join us.
"Any time would be fine. Now would be wonderful."
 
Serena

Sam Elliot!

I had no idea it was him, he is a kind of scary guy. But waht did he mean clothing optional? was I overdressed?

Who the fuck does he think he is anyway, I'll have the drink then go down to the bar, whats he going to do anyway, kidnap me!

Checking my make up and touching up my deep red lipstick I set off for his suite.

There is a muffled sound of voices as I knock on the door.
 
Sam:

"Olivia, please wait for a few moments in the bedroom. While you're waiting "fix" the bed appropriately and lay out our toys. Whether Serena decides to stay and play or not we will be my dear."

As she moves toward the bedroom to attatch the restraints to the posts of the four poster bed and lay out our toys for pain and pleasure, the ones she so loves, there's a quiet knock on the door.

"Just a moment please," I call out as I go to the bathroom and grab a towel to wrap around my waist. Then I head for the door saying, "On my way."

Opening the door I stand and let my eyes take in the highly erotic and sexily slutty dress she wearing that does more to highly and call attention to her very lush attributes than to hide or conceal them.

"Serena, please do come it," I say as I step back and open the door wide so she can see all I'm wearing is a bath towel around my waist. A bath towel that her appearance is now beginning to 'tent' in front.
 
Serena

The horny old man, he has answered the door to me in a towel, and he is definately hard!

"Good evening Mr Elliot, I just wanted to say hi, and apologise if I was er rude earlier"

I am desparately trying not to notice his cock, I swear it just twitched, the towel moved, he must be huge.

"maybe I should leave, if I have interrupted anything I,m sorry"
 
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