Fantasy Ch. 03: Hotel CCTV

We all met Sarah briefly in Chapter Two. If you remember, she was the receptionist that young Tom spoke to at the front desk. I was too caught up in Lilly's upcoming Face 2 Face to focus on her properly for you the reader. Apologies for that, but Lilly kind of has that effect on people. Even me. Sole focus on her.

Allow me to correct that error now.

We meet her again as she comes through the door on her way back out of the Face 2 Face. She really wanted to stay in there but no matter, she has a plan.

Unlike Angela Harmison, Sarah is naked. She has no pretensions. Like most women on planet beta she is happier bare. Her small round breasts bounce slightly as she quickly walks back to reception. Her little round bottom doesn't sag at all. It doesn't bounce. It is just there. A peach. She has been blessed with good genes. Naturally athletic and lithe.

Her pussy is trimmed but not shaved. She had shaved it before but she felt she looked too young. Her pubic hair is light blond so it is not really noticeable until your face is in her pussy. Which is a nice place to be.

As she walks along in high sparkling blue heels, her washboard stomach, from those good genes, tenses and amazes.

She pushes through the door, absentmindedly playing with the heart necklace around her neck. A thin silver chain with a silver heart containing a blue stone within. A present from her father on her coming of age. To remember the love she has from her family.

Her dark eyes look around the front desk. There are plenty of other receptionists there. A mix of naked women and clothed men. "Good" she thinks.

Passing behind the attendants she reaches another door and passes through it, emerging into a stairwell. She ascends three flights of stairs, two steps at a time and pushes through a door at level 3 into a hallway. Five doors down, she knocks and enters.

"Hi Sarah." Brian says, turning his head.

Sarah sees Brian sitting behind his desk in the CCTV room. Greying at his temples, Brian has a slight paunch but is not in bad shape. She knows he goes to the hotel gym once a week and swims every day. His wife is a swim instructor so their morning routine is sex, swim, sex, then work. It suits them. Routine.

He is wearing his security uniform. Black trousers, white shirt with a gold lapel. His jacket is on the back of his chair. She knows his cap will be on the back of the door she has just opened. He swivels in his chair to focus on Sarah.

He likes Sarah. He has had two blowjobs from her since she joined about eighteen months ago. Both were good enough to be memorable. The image of him holding her straight out in front of him, perfectly straight, in mid-air, pulling and pushing her on his cock like a doll flashes through his mind. His cock all the way down her throat. Her saliva pouring round his cock.

There are approximately thirty five different receptionists that Brian has had some sort of sexual encounter with, of all genders and orientations, plus of course other hotel staff on top of those, and not all are memorable. He makes a mental note that he should see more of Sarah.

This position was possible because Sarah is dainty all over. Dainty limbs, dainty hands, dainty feet, dainty freckles on her dainty nose. Dainty nude pink lips. She has short blond hair which is feathered towards her face, cropped short at the back and sides. She was told that it suited her petite face to keep it short, so she has done so since her school days. She is almost elf-like and classically pretty with it.

Brian looks into her dark eyes. If you look closely enough they are very dark grey, but from a distance, they appear black. Like extra large pupils. They are made up with a light blue mascara to accentuate the greyness and match her shoes.

"Hi Brian." She smiles. "How are you today? I bet you could do with a break."

Sarah likes Brian. She's glad it's him on duty. Graham is a jobsworth, Shelia always wants something, Harvey is a bit slow, and she has only met the new girl Petra once. Brian has always been nice to her. Showing her the ropes when she first joined. Never pushy. It was Sarah that had been the one to initiate the blow jobs. He hadn't expected anything or forced her, and she had been happy to do them.

"I'm good thanks." It's not a lie. He is good. He enjoys his job. He enjoys his life.

"Wellllll, I'm heeeeyare to do you a liiiittle favor Brian."

There goes that elongation of the syllables again. She doesn't know why she does it and it only happens at work. It's kind of how she expects receptionists to talk. To be overly interested while being overly busy.

"I'll take ohhhver for about..." She pauses and thinks. "30 minutes. Yes, 30 minutes. You goooh and have a break, see your wife, have a coffeeeee, have something to eat, have some fuuuunn. Anything really. It's break tiiiiime."

Brian looks at Sarah a little confused, but he likes Sarah. She gives memorable blow jobs. So he will comply. Plus who doesn't want a break.

"Okey-dokey. Nothing critical going on today in the hotel so just the normal monitoring, Sarah. Ping me if anything happens though, and I'll be straight back."

He stands, pulls his jacket from the back of the chair and swings it around behind him, inserting his arms and pulling it on. He walks toward Sarah and the door. He pauses.

"Unless you want me to stay and..." He looks down at Sarah. She looks up and smiles.

"Not toooday Brian. Thiiiis iiiiis soooome you-time. But let's catch up this week." She reaches out and squeezes his balls gently.

"Okey-dokey." he repeats. The gentle squeeze on his balls has made him think he will go and see his wife now. Maybe a swim and....

Sarah moves forward as he leaves the office. There is no time to waste. What has she missed.

There are 10 screens in front of the desk Brian was sitting at. Each one shows a different live feed around the hotel. They flick after about 30 seconds at intervals through different areas of the hotel. Some the lobby, some the lifts, out front, out back, the rooms, the beach.

Sarah sits down, pulls the keyboard towards her and types in 'HR-Room-G56' and hits 'enter'.

All screens are replaced with images from 2 cameras. The 2 cameras in the room with Angela and Greg Harmison (Sarah knows they are married) and Lilly Grainger. The amazingly sexy Lilly Grainger. The Face 2 Face.

One camera is behind the desk where Angela sits. The other is over the shoulder of Lilly, at a slight angle.

From this camera she can see that Lilly currently has Mr Grainger pulled tight to her chest, suffocating him. Sarah can see Lilly's cock extending forwards. Her back arched slightly to pull Mr Grainger in. The side of her right breast squashed outwards to the side.

From the other camera, she sees the back of his head, surrounded by huge breasts swaying from side to side. Firm nipples pointing forwards. Dark pink areolas and firm bright nipples. She can see Lilly's beautiful face. Parted lips. A hint of white teeth. Slightly flared nostrils. Her green eyes looking down at what looks to Sarah like her prey.

Sarah leans back in the chair, raises her legs onto the desk in front of her and stretches them wide. She is transfixed by the screens. It's perfect. She places a hand on her small left breast and moves the other hand down across her washboard stomach. Down further. Her pubic hair is soft. She pushes her finger through and onto the nub of her clitoris. She shivers. She is already wet. She spreads her legs wider and kneads her breast gently.

Sarah watches as Lilly's hand moves down and strokes Greg's balls. Sarah imagines Lilly's hands where her own are and lets out a moan. It has been silent so far in the HR room but as he starts to lose consciousness the sound of his arms slapping against Lilly comes through the speakers.

Sarah rubs her clitoris up and down and now circles her own nipple. She pops a finger in her pussy and explores her own wetness. A tingle rushes up inside her pussy and seems to shoot up to her brain in a single instant. She moans again.

Lilly has released her man and then pulled him back onto her left breast. His arms are again slapping at the side of her body but he can't move away, he will suffocate if she doesn't let go.

"Will she let go?" Sarah asks herself. His arms are slowing. "Will she let him go?" Sarah's finger returns to her clitoris. Faster now. Excited by Lilly's control and what she might do. Another moan of pleasure from Sarah. More wetness. Harder nipples.

Lilly finally lets him go and flips him backward. She is playing with him like a lion plays with its meal.

The camera behind Lilly shows her bend over and start tonguing his arse. Sarah gets the perfect view of Lilly's body bent over ravaging Mr Harmisons arse hole. Sarah switches hands so that her now wet fingers grasp her breast and her other hand slides her fingers into her pussy. Her wet hand slides around her nipple. She raises her hand and licks her fingers and tastes herself. Sweet. Juicy. It turns her on even more. She returns her hand to her rock hard nipple.

Sarah watches as Angela stands up and walks around Lilly. She watches her stop behind this magnificent specimen and then is shocked to see her place a finger in Lilly's anus without warning.

"I would have put my tongue there." Sarah says out loud. "I would lick her out. I would grab that massive cock. I would suck those balls." She imagines herself burying her tongue in Lilly's anus, wrapping her hands around the giant cock in front of her and jerking it off. Both of her hands around its girth. Sliding up and down. She imagines Lilly spreading her legs wider in enjoyment so Sarah can lick deeper. So that she can slip her tongue down and take some of her giant balls in her mouth. They would be too big to fit but she would try. Sucking. biting. All the time wanking the huge cock. Making it grow even bigger, harder, firmer, wider.

Sarah quickens her pace in her pussy. She brings the other hand down to play with her clitoris. She raises herself off the chair with her legs outstretched on the desk. Both hands are now frantic between her legs. Finger fucking herself and rubbing her clitoris.

Angela has moved and Sarah sees Lilly's anus, balls and cock again bobbing forwards and backwards as she is bent over with her tongue in Greg's anus. From the other camera she sees the top of Lilly's head with Greg's tiny balls and cock just in front of her forehead. Sarah is now salivating in anticipation.

"Fuck me" he says. "Please fuck me". It is barely audible in the CCTV room, but it is unmistakable.

Sarah flicks her clit. Pushes two fingers inside. She feels the warmth build inside her. She keeps her eyes on Lilly's body. Her perfect body. Her perfect breasts. Her perfect...cock. She can see it tense and she licks her lips. "Please fuck me" Sarah says breathlessly in response.

Sarah sees Lilly stand up and walk around the other side of the desk. "She is putting her cock in his mouth. Oh my god. She is going to fuck his face." Sarah puts three fingers in her pussy and starts pumping harder. Still rubbing her clit with the other hand. The two cameras now show the two ends of Mr Harmison skewered. One with a cock, the other with a finger.

Sarah keeps flicking her clit. She keeps pumping her fingers into her pussy. She needs to cum. She has to cum. The sight of Lilly's cock slowly edging further inside his mouth is so erotic. She imagines it in her petite mouth, struggling to take it just like Greg. Then Lilly slides it all in. Straight down his throat. It's too much for Sarah. Her eyes open wide. Her mouth opens wide. Her pussy opens wide. She keeps finger fucking herself and rubbing her clit violently. The orgasm comes through her in waves. Bucking her stomach up. Throwing her head back. "Mmmmm. Oooooh. Fuck. Fuck Fuck. Yes. Fuck. Mmmmmnnm." Juices flowing over her hands. Her nipples are so hard they are ready to explode. Her head thrashing from side to side but she can't take her eyes off Lilly. Her breasts heaving, her cock deep inside his throat. Her eyes are cheeky, beautiful and wide.

Sarah lets her orgasm subside a little. Getting her breath back but still watching Lilly intently.

Lilly has now moved round to the front again. "She is going to fuck him now. Oh God. Please fuck him." Sarah starts rubbing again. It is tender to her touch so she is gentle. She plays with her nipples. Again even more tender after the first orgasm. But she can't resist. She has to cum again in front of Lilly. Show her what she is made of.

Lilly is looking forward as if looking at Sarah through the camera lens. The other camera from behind shows her buttocks shaking as she guides her cock into Greg's anus.

Sarah's eyes dart between the two pictures. Rubbing harder. Pulling her nipples. Her pert bottom sliding in her own juices on the wet chair

Angela stands. The camera is above her and looks down on the view of Lilly's cock fucking her husband. Sarah has the view of Lilly's head, tits and cock from the front. Her buttocks, firm back and shoulders from behind.

Sarah sees Lilly thrusting into him and she sees Angela playing with his nipples. Sarah does the same with her fingers. Thrusting and pulling. As if she is the one lying on the desk. She is the one being fucked. She is the one being used.

"Fuck me Lilly. Fuck me hard" she screams.

She needs to cum again. She feels it build again. Her head is getting fuzzy again. Blood is rushing to her loins. She watches Lilly's buttocks tensing as she thrusts forward, and then relax as her cock is pulled back. Lilly's tits bouncing with her firm nipples pointing forwards. She sees Lilly's eyes, almost in a trance, looking forward like they are looking down the camera.

Lilly makes two big thrusts and Mr Harmisson's cock explodes. Sarah explodes too. Better than the first time. She loses control. Her legs slip around on the desk. The seat is thrown backward. She sends shoots of her juices up towards the screens. She keeps pumping juice. The keyboard is soaked. Her hand is wasted now, her pussy is so wet the hand just slips right in, she can't feel the sides. She rubs her clitoris instead which takes her over the edge once again. She screams in pleasure. She doesn't understand how masturbation can be this amazing. Imagine if she gets to be with Lilly in person. Imagine if it's real.

Mr Harmison's cock has shot its last stream of cum and Sarah slows her hands down and tries to get some air into her lungs. Her body relaxes back into the chair and over the next few minutes her mind starts to clear. It's then that she hears a sound behind her. She spins around in the chair, her legs falling from the desk like rags.

Standing just inside the door is Brian. Trousers on the floor. He has his fully erect cock in his hand.

"H,How,How long have you... er.... been there" questions Sarah.

"Long enough, but not Long enough." responds Brian.

Sarah pushes and wheels herself over to Brian, still sitting in his chair. Her legs are shaking but they will recover. She grabs his cock and, over the next forty five minutes, gives Brian the most memorable blow job of his life. He is lucky and gets to live another 36 years 3 months and 2 days. For every one of those days, he will remember every second of the blow job Sarah gave him after watching Lilly Grainger's Face to Face.

The two of them are so wrapped up in their exploits that they don't even notice that the screens start to show part two of the Face to Face.

Lilly has got a job. But Angela wants to see more.​