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Rating: NC: 17
Warning: This story contains scenes of graphic consensual sex between a man and
a woman. If you are under 18, this offends you, or this is illegal where you
live please read no further.
Disclaimer: The character of Brett is taken from the Kiwi Comedy Playhouse
episode of "Double Booking" and belongs to South Pacific Pictures. No
copyright infringement is intended.
Ashley gazed out the café’s front window, the overcast New Zealand sky was gradually darkening. She smiled at the thought of heading back to her cozy hotel room and catching up on her sleep. The American tour guide had arrived in Auckland just that morning to evaluate hotels for her tour company. Her only job right now was trying to stay awake long enough to reset her internal clock. An especially helpful desk clerk had suggested this particular pub because they were hosting a local band. Ashley had decided that live music was just the ticket to keep her awake and she had settled down with a mug of ale at a table by the window.
Brett had been watching the little blonde ever since she entered. He was supposed to be checking out the local talent but they were still warming up. Besides, there was something about her that intrigued him. She was tiny, but like a whisper in a room full of noise, her size actually attracted more of his attention. Her tan face was pretty in a wholesome sort of way - wide blue eyes and long blonde hair gave her a sun-kissed, healthy glow. Brett guessed that she was from the States – probably California. Maybe that was why he was so fascinated with the petite American. He remembered his recent trip to Los Angeles fondly. There had even been a wonderful woman who had made him feel so welcome. Perhaps it was time for him to return the favor.
Ashley took a long draught of her brew, savoring the flavorful ale. Not normally much of a beer drinker, it seemed somehow appropriate in this Kiwi pub. She noticed the tall man at the counter watching her intently. It wasn’t the first time she had noticed his attention. Surely, it would be impossible for any heterosexual woman to NOT notice him. Over six feet tall and built like a running back, that alone would have been enough to pique most women’s interest but this Kiwi had the looks to match his physique. Long black waves of hair surrounded a face that verged on beautiful. A neat goatee framed full sensual lips and his dark glittering eyes made him appear almost dangerous.
"Not a good idea," Ashley observed to herself as she considered the stranger heading towards her. Her mind raced, searching for the perfect brush-off line. Then he smiled at her and everything changed. His lush lips parted to reveal a smile so warm and dimples so disarming that Ashley was left speechless. She was staring so intently that the handsome Kiwi actually blushed under her scrutiny. Suddenly she realized that this incredibly sexy man was shy! Which only added to his enormous appeal.
Brett approached the table slowly. He smiled at the little traveler then dropped his gaze nervously, unsure how to start. Although comfortable and outgoing with his mates, Brett was actually quite soft spoken.
"Cheers," he finally offered as a greeting.
Ashley grinned; her smile lit up her already pretty face. "Cheers," she responded with a twinkle in her eye. "Would you care to join me?"
Brett let out a grateful sigh and nodded as he sat across from her. "I’m," he was about to say Brett, but hesitated with his hand extended out.
Ashley looked at him expectantly, barely hiding her amusement.
"Not very good at this," Brett finally managed.
"Practice makes perfect," Ashley suggested.
"Should I give it another go?" he asked, beginning to warm up to the saucy little American.
She nodded mischievously. Brett started his introduction again when Ashley shook her head and motioned him to go back to the bar and start all over. As the gorgeous man walked away, Ashley gazed at the firm ass under his snug dungarees. Brett turned around sooner that she expected and caught the blonde ogling his butt. He grinned and approached her table more confidently this time.
"I’m Brett," he said as he stared down at her.
"And I’m busted," Ashley giggled.
After that, the conversation was easy. Ashley told amusing tales of her long journey to Auckland while Brett filled her in on the local club scene. Ashley couldn’t remember the last time she had so much fun. Brett was kind, and funny, easy to talk to and even easier on the eyes. They made a rather unlikely couple - the dark, quiet Kiwi and the tiny, effusive American. Despite their differences, they were enjoying each other’s company so much that they barely noticed when the band began to play or when they stopped. It was final call and Ashley didn’t feel the least bit tired.
"Sorry, mates," the waiter apologized to the pair. "Time to have off."
Brett swallowed hard and summoned up his courage. "Can I walk you back?"
Ashley flashed him a sultry smile and looped her hand through the crook of his elbow as an answer.
They exited the pub and strolled along the quiet Auckland streets. Ashley shivered slightly against the chill air. Brett shrugged out of his leather jacket and thoughtfully draped it over her bare shoulders. His fingertips brushed against her skin, sending shivers of excitement through her body.
Ashley looked up at him in the pale moonlight, his handsome face so close to hers. She wanted desperately to kiss him, she tilted her head slightly and Brett’s dark eyes were transfixed by her moist, red lips. He could feel his cock growing hard and he pulled back, embarrassed by his arousal.
"Thanks," Ashley whispered, breaking the awkward silence. She snuggled deeper into the warm jacket, relishing the musky scent – a sexy mixture of leather and man.
"No worries," Brett murmured and walked on, trying to hide his erection which he was sure was making itself all too apparent.
It seemed they reached the quaint hotel all too soon. Brett gallantly escorted the little tour guide to the elevator. She thanked him for a wonderful evening and stepped inside the lift. Silently, Ashley wished for some excuse to invite him up but none came to her. As the doors began to close, she suddenly remembered the jacket about her shoulders. Ashley lunged forward to stop the sliding doors, just as Brett jumped nimbly into the car.
They both smiled nervously as the lift began its ascent. Ashley looked up at the tall, handsome man. Her attraction to him was nearly palatable. "What am I doing?" she thought to herself as the elevator rapidly approached her floor. The tiny American shrugged off the leather coat and returned it to its owner.
"I’ll see you to your room," Brett offered hopefully as he collected his jacket.
Ashley’s pulse raced at the thought. "This way," she murmured almost demurely.
The gorgeous man followed her closely. His eyes were drawn to the short black skirt and the lean muscular legs beneath it. He was so intent on her shapely thighs that he nearly collided with Ashley as she stopped outside her door.
"This is it," she explained. She turned the key and pushed the door inward before turning back to Brett.
"Right then," Brett responded a bit bashfully. Then he leaned down toward her and pressed his lips to hers in a kiss as soft and gentle as a breeze. Ashley felt an electric shock race through her body. Suddenly she wanted this man more than she ever thought possible and wondered why she had even considered resisting the attraction.
Her hands grasped Brett’s waist and she stepped backwards into the dark room, drawing him after her. His muscular body responded eagerly to the unspoken invitation. His lips pressed hungrily to her mouth, his arms wrapped around her slender body. As soon as they were clear of the door, Ashley pushed it shut, plunging them into near total darkness. She felt Brett’s body hard against her own, his erection pressing into her abdomen. Ashley squirmed against the hard shaft, his excitement fueling her own. She already felt a dampness spreading over her silk panties.
Brett groaned at the contact, his hands traveling up her back tangling in her long blonde waves until he was cradling her slender neck. His mouth enveloped hers, his lips soft and firm at the same time, his hunger growing more urgent. Brett’s tongue pushed between Ashley’s slightly parted lips eagerly exploring her sweet mouth.
Ashley felt a spasm course through her body as his tongue plundered her mouth. Desperately, she tugged at his shirt freeing it from his trousers then she attacked the long row of buttons. Their mouths still locked in passion; Brett’s hands traveled down the front of Ashley’s tight knitted top. His strong fingers trailed over the hard nipples igniting them with his light touch. Ashley moaned at the caress and Brett grasped her breasts more firmly, gently kneading the firm mounds.
As Ashley freed the last button from its hole, Brett stooped slightly and scooped up the tiny blonde. She nestled against his half naked chest as the powerful Kiwi carried her over to the bed. Soft moonlight streamed in through the window and Ashley could finally see his glorious body. The sculpted muscles of his chest were like steel covered with fine black curls. She felt her loins tighten in response to the sight. God how she wanted him!
He laid her gently on the bed and shrugged off his open shirt. Ashley lay on her back with her lips parted. She was panting slightly as the big Kiwi climbed onto the bed and propped himself up over her. Her fingers trailed down his bulging biceps and well defined forearms. Finally she reached up and tangled her fingers in his dark curls, then drew his face back down to her own. Their kiss was even deeper and more urgent than before. Brett’s hands traveled up her body and pulled her sweater off in one quick tug. He glanced lustily at the silk bra and the nipples straining against the sheer fabric.
Ashley’s own impatience was growing; she yanked at her zipper and wriggled out of her skirt and panties at once. The sight of her writhing hips drove Brett crazy and he felt his erection pulse painfully against his jeans. Frantically, he tugged at the button of his fly.
"Bugger," he grumbled, unable to get the waistband undone.
"Let me," Ashley whispered hoarsely as her hands moved to his fly. Brett shuddered at her touch, her dexterous fingers quickly accomplishing their task. She began to slide his jeans down over his tight butt when she realized that he was naked under the denim.
"In a bit of a hurry this morn," Brett explained almost sheepishly.
Ashley giggled, bemused that this incredibly sexy man would feel embarrassed by his lack of briefs. "Well, I’m in a bit of a hurry right now," she teased. She pulled his pants down freeing his massive erection.
Brett groaned and lifted his hips to kick his jeans off to the floor.
Ashley stared appreciatively at his awesome body. Every part was well developed sculpted muscle covered with just the right amount of dark hair. His huge manhood was poised above her; a drop of pre-come glistened at the tip. Ashley couldn’t resist. She slid her hand down and enveloped his cock in her warm fingers. Deftly, she stroked the long shaft, teasing the tip.
Brett shuddered and moaned. Desperately, his mouth trailed down her body to find her breasts. He sucked her nipples, teasing the hard nubs through the sheer fabric.
Ashley writhed beneath him. She felt his powerful thigh force her legs apart and slide up to rub against her wet mound. Her body trembled at the contact, a mini orgasm coursing through her.
Still grasping his erect member, Ashley guided him to her womanhood. She rubbed the throbbing organ against her wet clit until they were both writhing in pleasure. Finally, she guided his shaft into her tight opening.
Brett entered her slowly, relishing the warmth and friction. He moved almost cautiously, as if he was afraid that his size might be too much for the tiny blonde.
Ashley was trembling with pleasure. Brett’s massive erection was moving even deeper, causing her body to spasm with excitement. Suddenly, she grabbed his tight ass and yanked him hard against her. His swollen shaft drove in up to the hilt. Ashley’s hips bucked up in response and Brett pulled back to thrust again even harder.
"Yes," she hissed, her eyes filled with lust.
The whispered approval was all the encouragement Brett needed. He pounded faster and harder, his groin tensing, his muscles contracting, his breathing ragged gasps. Finally, driving into her hot mound farther than ever, he felt his balls tighten and with one last thrust, he shot his seed deep inside her.
Ashley’s hips drove upward to meet him, her own orgasm pulsing through her body. The shudders wracked through her as his come flowed deep into her core. As the final spasms contorted their bodies, they lay panting for air in a tangled heap. Cognizant of his large frame on top of her much smaller body, Brett rolled carefully off to the side.
A sad sigh escaped Ashley’s lips as his penis slipped out. She rolled onto her side to face this handsome stranger. They gazed at one another in sated bliss. Brett’s strong fingers gently brushed back several loose blonde tendrils. Ashley closed her eyes and savored the sensation.
"I don’t usually . . . " Brett started to apologize. "I mean, this isn’t normal for me," he stammered on.
Ashley chuckled at his shyness. "Personally, I would have rated it well above normal," she teased. "But if you think that you need more practice . . ." her voice trailed off seductively.
The gorgeous Kiwi was taken back only momentarily. Then he bowed his head so close to her face that she could feel his warm breath as he whispered, "Who was it that said practice makes perfect?"
"A very wise woman," Ashley giggled back just before his sensual lips came back down on hers.
Their mouths embraced, tongues danced together, their breaths became shared. Brett could feel her respond to this second round of passion. His powerful hands groped down her body, his fingers trailed over her silk covered nipples. Ashley’s breasts heaved up to meet his touch. Suddenly even the fine fabric was too much to separate them. Brett groped around her back, looking for the catch.
"Front," she gasped hoarsely. "It’s in the front."
Brett was excited beyond any possible embarrassment. He found the clasp and popped it open in record speed. Ashley moaned as her breasts sprang free and into the warm grasp of Brett’s large palms. He kneaded them gently then rubbed the nipples with his thumbs until Ashley writhed with pleasure.
Brett observed her lust filled expression. The ecstasy so apparent on Ashley’s pretty face made him want her even more. He dove down her body, quickly kissing her breasts before sliding even lower.
His hot mouth left a trail of fire along her stomach and abdomen.
His lips now hovered above her dripping mound. He hesitated, letting his warm breath tease her pulsing womanhood. Finally, Brett lowered his mouth toward her dripping mound. His tongue flicked lightly at her nether lips, then parted them and probed inside her hot opening.
Ashley groaned and grabbed his head to pull him harder against her.
Grinning, Brett stiffened his tongue and probed even deeper. Ashley’s hips bucked up to meet his mouth. Spasms wracked her body as she pulsed and climaxed, thrusting hard against him, her juices flowing into his waiting mouth.
He lapped hungrily at the mixture of their come until her spasms subsided. Finally, Brett lifted his face from her patch of blonde curls and inched his way slowly up her body. When his lips reached her chest, he traced those mounds with soft kisses, circling inward toward her sensitive nipples. He suckled one hard tip and then the other, eliciting moans of pleasure from Ashley. Brett took both breasts in his strong hands and squeezed them together, filling his mouth with both nipples. His teeth nibbled, his goatee tickled, and his lips sucked while Ashley thrashed with pure pleasure.
His hands released her breasts and reached around her back. Pulling her roughly against his own body, Brett quickly rolled them both over.
Ashley found herself lying on top of her handsome lover - one nipple still held between his hungry lips. She grinned and pulled up, her hard nub popping out of his mouth.
Brett pouted mischievously waiting for her next move. He felt like a teenager again with this playful American. His cock was throbbing and more than ready for a second go round.
As if reading his thoughts, Ashley slid her body down, dragging it along his. Her sensitive nipples rubbed enticingly against his chest. Her wet mound hovered over his aching shaft.
He could feel the heat emanating from her womanhood. Brett groaned in anticipation and pulled her down on top of him, smashing her curls into his hard rod.
Both lovers squirmed, driving their needs against each other’s. Brett’s hairy chest rubbed Ashley’s breasts roughly; his erection pulsed against her clit, sending shocks through her body. The little American growled with desire. Ashley lowered herself onto his throbbing organ. Brett slid easily into her wetness. This time he wasn’t worried about his size and drove up to meet her until his massive erection was buried to the hilt.
Ashley sighed with satisfaction as he filled her very being. Her muscles tightened around him and she slowly raised back up until only the head of his shaft was still inside her. Then she drove back down, impaling herself on his erect member. She continued this slow tantalizing rhythm until Brett’s throbbing need could wait no longer.
He grasped her hips and drove her down against him, hair-covered mounds pounding together. He released her slightly then pulled again, thrusting up to meet her. The lovers bucked against each other, driving his organ deep into her womanhood. Their bodies shuddered in unison with their thrusts. Brett groaned one final time and exploded up into Ashley’s depths. Her muscles clenched in response, tightening around his pulsating shaft. Spasms wracked her body as her own orgasm washed over her.
She collapsed on top of his broad chest, her body still quivering from pleasure. She listened as his labored breathing slowly returned to normal. The gentle rhythm of his chest as it rose and fell gradually lulled her to sleep. Ashley’s final thoughts were of the glowing evaluation she would give this particular hotel.
The End