The Hotel of Passion Pt. 01

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Be warned, if fetish like golden shower and piss drinking is not your cup, then please read no further.

The first rays of the sun fell in through a crack in the curtains and illuminated the glass on my bedside table with the clear amber liquid.

So, it was going to be such a day!

I looked at Madam lying next to me in bed. She lay with her back to me, breathing heavily as if in deep sleep.

I bent over the glass and sniffed the strong scent of Madams morning urine. The glass was still a little warm, so it could not be that long since she had put it on my bedside table.

It was hard to leave the glass untouched, even though I knew, I was only allowed to drink of the glass, when permitted by Madam.

Once again, nature went over the rebuke, and I drank a few sips of the glass. The taste was strong – just the way I liked it best.

I lay back in bed and appreciate the aftertaste of urinal, which I would enjoy for the next few hours.

The next thing I hear is Madam’s sharp voice:

“As far as I know, you were not allowed to drink that!”

I must have fallen asleep with the pleasant taste in my mouth, as well as expectant thoughts about what the day would otherwise bring.

But now Madam stands next to my bedside, with a face that do not tolerate contradiction.

“No Madam, sorry – I’m just a weak man who has a hard time controlling his desires.”

“Then I see no other way, but I must punish you, so that you will not be deceived by your urges another time!”

“Get my bag!”

I willingly pick up the bag and see her pull up a paddle and look at it a bit, but then put it back and choose a flogger instead.

“Lie on your hands and knees,” she commands. “Your bottom is also completely alabaster white. I have been too lenient lately, but now it will also be over!”

“Thank you, Madam!” I answer reverently.

“Then poke your ass so I can hit it!”

I strut my ass and the first blow falls. It is my duty to count the blows, so I say loud and clear: “One.”

The blows now decrease with increasing intensity and speed. She spreads the punches all over my strut ass but hits several times in the same place right after each other. But I know better than to complain and keep counting the blows with a firm voice: “twenty-five”.

Finally, she is satisfied. My ass cheeks are now almost mailbox red, and slightly swollen. She hands me the glass with her morning urine.

“Drink!” She says, and I drink the contents with pleasure. I make sure it gets around the entire oral cavity, so the aftertaste lasts a long time.

“Out in the bath with you!”, is her next order. I go out and lie down in the tub and she follows.

“Piss on yourself, and also in your mouth!”

I lie with my semi-rigid cock in my hand and give in to my own morning urine that has been pressing for a long time. I piss on my stomach and as the pressure increases, the jet reaches it my face. I open my mouth and let it run full of my piss before I start swallowing it. I repeat it until the beam can no longer reach my face. Now Madam enters the bathtub and straddles my face.

“Spread my labia!” And I spread them so I can see the opening of her urethra. Her piss starts to squirt out of her, and she makes sure to spread the urine all over my body. When there is almost no more, she says: “Lick my pussy!”

I sit up and first lick her outer labia and make sure to get all the urine drops into my mouth. Then I gently let my tongue slide into the inside of the outer labia and slowly run into the fold between the outer and inner labia. At first, I do not touch the area of her clitoris, but concentrate the caresses around the labia and the base of her pussy right in the transition to the groin. It is not only urine that runs here but also her pussy nectar. I taste enchanted by the mixture of these secretions and now let my tongue slide upwards in her crack against the sensitive clitoris. As the tongue hits the underside of the clit, she squirts another stream of piss on my chest. I let my tongue wander close around the clit without touching it directly.

“Stick two fingers in my pussy!”, Madam commands between moans.

I gently slide the index and middle fingers of my right hand into her vaginal entrance. It is so slippery from her love nectar that I immediately continue up towards her G-spot just on the other side of the pleasure bone. When I find the sensitive spot, I massage it with quick movements of the fingers while letting my tongue rest passively against the top of the crack of the pussy and the clit. She comes quickly and suddenly in a squirting orgasm that makes her body tremble. I lick as much of the fluid I can handle. It is a bit like thin semen and has the same taste just milder.

Madam now looks down at me quite kindly: “You did really well! “Now get out of the bathtub and dry yourself while I take a shower.”

I obey and half an hour later we are ready to go down for breakfast.

This is our first morning at the hotel where we will be spending the next two weeks. Our room is on the third floor with an excellent view of the beach.

We take the stairs down. On the second floor, a woman istanbul travesti tries to get the door up to the stairs. It is heavy and the wind blowing in the corridor does not make it easier to open the door. I eagerly jump in and open the door completely for her.

“No, how gallant,” she says to me with a smile, and to Madam she says:

“Your husband is very observant and gallant to women’s needs. But maybe that’s credit to your education of him?”

“Yes, my sweet,” Madam replies.

“Men just have to be kept a little to the fire, then they can become a very nice acquaintance.”

The woman walks past me but hesitates for a moment as she is next to me, and I can see her nostrils wheezing as if struck by a scent she just can’t place.

Just as the door is about to close, it is reopened by a man who says, “Excuse me, my dear, but I just ran back to the room and picked up your shawl. It seems a little cool this morning.”

The woman looks at the man with satisfaction: “Well, you had not been allowed to do that. But now let go for this time when it is my well-being that is on your mind. Besides, I just met these charming people. Shall we not introduce ourselves? My husband’s name is Vilhelm and my name is Vera.”

“My husband’s name is Hugo, and my name is Herta,” Madam.

We shake hands and come up with appropriate compliments. Madam does not let herself – contrary to custom – be bothered by Vera’s very direct and intimate manner, but she also does it so naturally and genuinely that it is hard not to be captivated by her.

“Listen, let’s have breakfast together. We seem to have good chemistry and the speech flows so naturally between us “, says Vera.

Madam says without hesitation: “Yes!”, and then it is settled.

Vera and Vilhelm are both a delight to the eye.

Vera is on a par with Madam and me who are equally tall. Vilhelm is half a head taller. Both are well-maintained and well-proportioned even though they must have passed the age of 50. My wife and I have turned 60, but a healthy diet and exercise keep us reasonably slim and vital, and we are often judged younger than we are.

The talk really flows between us. Madam and Vera are a few steps ahead and Vera has unabashedly taken Madam under her arm – an intimacy she would normally have loudly refused. Vilhelm and I talk about work, our wives and other family relationships. Vera and Vilhelm do not have children themselves but spend a lot of time with nieces and nephews. On this trip, however, they are only themselves.

We reach the breakfast restaurant and find a table out on the terrace.

When we finish the meal an hour later, Vera and Vilhelm invite us to enjoy the afternoon on their large balcony, which has both a covered part in the shade and an open part with space for sunbeds.

But first they have an errand in town and we want a trip to the fitness center.

At 3 pm we meet Vera and Vilhelm. They have rented a suite where we settle for a room. Vera opens the door wearing a sloppy skirt combined with a bikini top that discreetly highlights her small breasts.

“Herta, come out on the balcony, then Hugo can help Vilhelm with drinks,” Vera directs, and leads Madam by the arm out onto the balcony.

I go over to the small kitchen and greet Vilhelm, who is preparing a tray with glasses and some snacks.

“What is Madam drinking?” Asks Vilhelm.

“A cold Chardonnay, if you have it,” I reply.

“It’s easy. It’s the same as Vera.”

He does not ask what I want, and there are already two drinking glasses with a light-yellow liquid in them.

“Hugo, I think I already know your taste, so I have made a drink for you that I myself like a lot and can drink all day long.”

“I look forward to trying it, Vilhelm.”

Vilhelm takes the tray, and we go out on the balcony to Vera and Madam, who have meanwhile laid down on two sunbeds, next to each other. The sunbeds are large, stable furniture with thick, comfortable mattresses. Vilhelm and I sit on the next two available sunbeds. We take our respective drinks and greet each other. As I bring the glass to my mouth, my sense of smell captures a familiar scent, but at this very moment I cannot determine where I know it from. But as the liquid runs into my mouth and hits my tongue, I know exactly what it consists of – urine.

The implication of this realization makes thoughts race through my head. Wilhelm also enjoy urine. And Vera knows it and welcomes it. And they have guessed that Madam and I are also into this fetish.

Vilhelm has also taken a proper sip and looks at me with a smile.

“It consists of 2/3 of Vera’s and 1/3 of my morning urine. Add a little grenadine and a splash of angostura. Finally, the ice cubes are made exclusively from Vera’s morning urine. “

“You have certainly made a drink after my head, William,” I say, looking over at Madam. She smiles and indicates with a small nod of her head that I should just continue drinking.

“Yes, Vera probably thinks you smelled of piss when she walked past you on the stairs.”

“Madam was so thoughtful to treat me to a glass of her morning urine, and then I got a golden shower, so travesti istanbul I’m marked as Madam’s property.”

“He’s crazy about my urine, and indeed his own,” adds Madam. “He also uses it to make coffee and tea.”

“Do you also like to drink urine?” asks Vera.

“No, only if I can get a it straight from the ‘tap’,” replies Madam.

Strange as we suddenly sit and talk about our intimate sexual habits, completely without being shy or embarrassed.

Madam and I have previously talked about that it could be nice to have a cock more than mine.

The problem with real penis’s is just that they mostly are attached to self-absorbed and often unbearable male person.

Therefore, so far, we have used artificial substitutes when I get pegged, or Madam wants to be filled in both holes at once.

“Yes, when we give each other a golden shower, I sometime taste it. Normally Vilhelm is the receiver, and I am the giver. It makes Vilhelm so nicely virile,” says Vera and smiles at Vilhelm.

“Shouldn’t we have a refill of our drinks, and what about a glass of Chardonnay more?” asks Vilhelm. “Unfortunately, I do not have any more tempered urine in the frige, but Hugo you can try to taste Vera’s urine fresh from the source, and so maybe I can be so free to ask Madam for a sip of her urine?”

Vera resolutely grabs my empty drinking glass, which now only contains ice cubes, and happily opens the dress. It gives a gibberish in Madam and me when we see the half erect cock she now pulls out and let’s hang down in my glass.

She lets her piss squirt into the glass, which almost runs full before she has emptied herself. She hands it back to me with a coquettish smile. A little piss runs over the edge of the glass and down her hand.

Very sensually, she licks her piss off her fingers after I get the glass. Vilhelm sits and hands his glass to Madam. But Madam cannot get her eyes off Vera’s unexpected pendant.

“Yes, I hope it does not ruin our budding friendship, but I am a transvestite, or ‘she-male’ as it is also called in a new word,” says Vera in a low voice.

Madam suddenly becomes aware that she is sitting and staring at Vera’s cock.

“Well, sweet Vera, that does not mean anything. Yes, suddenly I understand better that you attracted me like that. I have never been so attracted or teased by another woman, but just try to see what your closeness has done to me.”

And Madam pulls up her dress and exposes her pussy with straddling legs. Both inner and outer labia are slightly swollen and the juices from her pussy run down her thighs.

Madam becomes aware of the glass Vilhelm holds out and takes it. She fills the glass with her hot piss and hands it back to Vilhelm. Vera reaches out and wipes the last drops of Madam’s outer labia lips. She then licks Madam’s piss off her fingers and looks lustfully at Madam’s shaved pussy.

Vilhelm has meanwhile picked up the bottle of Chardonnay.

“We can just as well keep the bottle out here,” says Vilhelm. “Cheers!”

And we all drink.

Vilhelm smacks his lips like a better wine connoisseur.

“Yes, it is not as strong and full-bodied as an early morning urine, but it is distinct in taste and has the right aftertaste at the back of the palate.” We all laugh at Vilhelm’s parody of wine tasting.

“Vilhelm and I usually sunbathe naked when we are alone. If you don’t mind, we like to do that now together with you?” asks Vera.

“We have not sunbathed naked with others before, but it feels completely natural with the two of you. Do you have any sun lotion? It’s our first day in the sun, so we better take care,” Madam answers.

Vilhelm goes in for the sun lotion and comes out again. He has removed his shorts and T-shirt and is now completely naked. The rest of us follow his example.

We look at each other curiously. Vera is so feminine that she is naturally perceived as a woman. And her cock does not seem out of place at all.

Vera stares in fascination at Madam’s wonderful long saggy breasts which dangle teasing at her slightest movement.

“If only I had such beautiful breasts,” says Vera.

“Nonsense,” I say indignantly. “Yours is also beautiful and enticing, there are simply no ugly breasts!”

“It is purely our culture that has produced an impossible ideal for breasts that makes even young women happily expose themselves to the dangers of cosmetic surgery. If we could all just agree that breasts are desirable and beautiful no matter what they look like. In African countries, having long and slender breasts is a status symbol, as it shows the woman is very fertile!”

“As spoken out of my mouth,” Vilhelm agreed.

“I have always told Vera that her breasts are perfect, precisely because they sit on her, and it is her I love.”

Vera was clearly moved.

“Enough about that you two. Shall I not smear you in with sun lotion Herta?” asks Vera. And without waiting for an answer, she continues, “Lie on your stomach and I’ll start with your back.”

Madam lies on her stomach – without objections – and Vera presses a gentle blob of sun lotion onto her back. Vera starts by massaging the upper back, neck and shoulders. istanbul travestileri Her narrow, supple, tanned fingers massage first gently and then with increasing intensity. Madam clearly enjoys the treatment, and sighs with pleasure while her body and muscles relax more and more. Vera begins to work her way further down. She rubs her lower back thoroughly. Madam starts strutting her delicious ass globes in impatience after Vera’s attention.

“Take it easy now, Herta, and stay completely relaxed. I’ll be thorough and smear you all over.”

Vera now rubs in long strokes with a firm pressure from the top of Madam’s ass cheeks and all the way up to her neck. Her skin glistens with the oily cream, and it’s incredibly exciting to see how muscles and skin are kneaded and shaped by Vera’s strong hands. I see that Vilhelm is as excited as I am, with a throbbing erection. But now Vera grabs her ass, and a shiver goes through Madam, who spreads her legs a little, hoping that Vera will be tempted to rub the more intimate parts. But Vera sticks to the cheeks and is just as thorough with them as her back. Finally, Vera starts massaging the bottom of the buttocks close to the labia, but then cheats on all three of us by continuing down one thigh. All three of us escape a disappointed moan. Vera looks up and smiles.

“Patience!” she just says.

She lubricates both thighs, calves and feet with the same insistent thoroughness. Finally, she looks contentedly at Madam’s skin that literally shines in the sun’s rays. Vera places a large blob of cream in the upper part of the crack between the ass globes, and while the blob slowly slides down towards Madam’s slightly protruding pink anus, Vera rubs around the crack between the ass cheeks with a firm pressure of her thumbs. As the blob has passed the anus and the perineum, Vera lets her thumbs rub directly into the crack and on both sides of the anus. She sits down comfortably close to Madam and spreads her legs. Vera’s cock tilts quite close to Madam’s pleasure lips. The back part of the labia is now also rubbed. Vera pulls both lips apart and presses them gently together while constantly massaging in circular motions with her thumbs. The anus is also opened and compressed, but without Vera penetrating.

“Then you must turn around!”, Vera orders Madam.

“Oh, I cannot wait any longer!”, Moans Madam. Every reservation has left her, and she is totally in the power of her horniness and Vera.

Vera smiles and bends down over Madam’s face.

“Do you enjoy it?” asks Vera, kissing Madam lightly on the mouth. Madam lifts her head and eagerly presses her mouth against Vera’s, trying to penetrate between her lips with her tongue. Vera briefly answers the tongue kiss, but then withdraws. Madam grabs Vera’s cock and rubs raptly at it. But Vera kindly but firmly frees herself from Madam’s grip.

“You will probably be allowed to touch it later, if you still feel like it.”

“I will!”, Madam insists in a thick voice.

Vera now continues the anointing of Madam with the same blissful, annoying slowness. First both arms and hands, then face and neck.

Then – but no she jumps over her breasts, and a sigh goes through all three of us like when a footballer burns a penalty kick.

Instead, her stomach, legs and feet get her full attention for the next five minutes.

Time slips away. It is gradually becoming clear how this must end. What Madam and I have occasionally fantasized about is becoming a reality.

Finally, Vera approaches her breasts again. She gets big blob of cream on each breast and synchronously she starts massaging the cream over both breasts. First on the top, then around them and finally she picks them up rubbing them on the bottom. With a firm grip around the base of her breasts, she slowly lets them slide through her hands, so that excess cream is pulled out towards Madam’s nipples. They begin to slide through Vera’s greasy fingers. She tightens the grip so that the outer part of the breasts, the areolas and the nipples themselves, swell up and strut. Vera bends down and first sucks one and then the other breast into her mouth while nibbling and biting gently in the nipples. Madam has now closed her eyes and moans loudly. She tries to reach down to her pussy with her hands, but Vera prevents her from touching herself.

“You’re as impatient as a teenager,” Vera scolds mischievously. “Let go of it now and let me keep control. Now it won’t be that long anymore. “

Madam is forced to surrender.

Vera now gets one last blob of cream on Madam’s thoroughly shaved pussy. She first massages it out with a flat hand and distributes it further down into the groin on both sides of the outer labia. It is indistinguishable from the juice of Madam’s pussy. The labia are now wide open and there are small spasms around the pussy opening. Vera bends her face down towards Madam’s pussy and lets the tip of her tongue wander gently up and down the full length of the crack. She lets her fingers slide unnecessarily slowly up into the Madam’s pussy. She finds the G-spot and begins massaging it with small quick movements. She places the thumb of her left hand on top of the anus and slowly increases the pressure until the anus gives way and lets the outer joint slip inside the asshole. Madam’s breathing is now tense. She raises her head and looks down at Vera’s face and screams, “I’m COOOOMIIIING, ohhhhh!”

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