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Exine 12
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©December,1991 Exine D'Marillion
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The following contains sexually explicit material and should only
be read by an open minded adult over 21. If you're not, kindly go
back to DOS, erase this and forget you ever saw it.
Thank you!
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THE SEXUAL ADVENTURES OF EXINE
"The First Christmas at Chateau Exine"
VOLUME 12
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Exine sat in the lobby of her hotel. HER hotel. A few years
previous, her mother after fighting a long battle with cancer,
went gracefully into the sleep called death. Much to Exine's
surprise, the resort was left to her. She and her mother never
had agreed on anything. After leaving home when she was eighteen,
she didn't talk much with her jet-setting parents. So naturally,
when she was called for the reading of the will, she imagined her
mother putting in something witty and biting such as,"And to
Exine, I leave the contents of my desk so that she may learn how
to write letters." Her withered aunts and uncles faces had to be
picked up from the table when it was announced that Exine was
left the entire resort. Already, she was typing her resignation
from Boston International Pharmaceuticals, Research and
Development in her head.
"Dear Mr. Patterson," she thought dreamily, "fucking you has
been very special, but I must resign as your personal secretary.
Granted, I've learned some very exquisite pleasures, but I must
move on." Something brought her out of her daze. Everyone was
staring at her.
"Can we move on, Ms. D'Marillion, if you can come back down
to earth?" The lawyer was a very staunch old man with no sense of
humor. She laughed and had left the room. She was brought back to
the reality of the lobby. Her lobby in her hotel. The fire
crackled as the snow fell heavily outside. Beneficial to the
skiers in Chateau Exine. She giggled. Relatives that had stock in
the Royal Acres Hotel and Resort almost had a stroke when she
changed the name. They can kiss my royal ass, she thought. At the
first board meeting she had introduced some new members of the
board. A friend of hers named Art was a playboy that she went to
school with years ago. She brought him onto the board with a
farce of a title and was slowly planning to get out the old and
bring in the new. They had laughed at her. They said that the
hotel wouldn't last when patronized by "bourgeoisie" or
technically, non-royalty. She proved them wrong. Within the first
week, the stock values had doubled, by the end of the first month
the original value had tripled. In the resort industry, she was
now neck-and-neck with Disney in stock value. As she gazed into
the fire, she was having bizarre thoughts about visiting old
Mickey Mouse himself. Her fingertips touched into a pyramid in
front of her nose as her eyes were hypnotized. In back of her,
she heard a small crash that jolted her back. From off the huge
Christmas tree had fallen one of the many handblown glass
ornaments. She walked over to the tree to assess the damage. It
was demolished. Her mother's favorite ornament was now small
pieces. The only thing that was saved was a tiny porcelain rose
from the top of it. She picked it up and held it in her
fingertips, studying it's curves. From behind her someone else
was doing the same, studying her curves. The chains on his boots
gave him away when he went to step forward.
"Hi," she said in a sing-song manner without turning around.
He leaned over her shoulder and asked if she needed anything. But
before she could answer, the girl from the front desk was already
bringing a dustpan and brush offering to clean it up. Exine stood
up and straightened her back. She looked at him and
propositioned,"Have a drink with me?" He nodded and followed her
into the bar. The sight of him always brought whispers and
shadowed glances. Already, the hotel's regulars had its own
cliques and couples that got together. She watched as her
eloquent friend Blackie was explaining taoism to the Professor.
Even Blackie had stopped for a second when Exine entered the bar
with her biker friend. The hotel had its own eccentric crowd but
they had seen nothing like Seuss' raw class and sexuality. To old
friends like Art, it was very confusing. He thought he knew her
so well, but she had never mentioned anything like Seuss. Looking
at this man did not exactly bring to mind anything about
children's books. As they were sipping their drinks, his
calloused hand was resting on her thigh and working its way up
her tight dress. They were sitting at the corner of the bar which
surveyed the rest of the room. Most couldn't see what he was
doing at hip-level. His rough fingers had slowly crept up the
inside of her inner thigh. She looked into his eyes and smirked,
but didn't chide him for his behavior. So far, so good. His large
fingertips brushed against her clean shaven pussy, just touching
the wetness that was starting to ooze out. As her heartrate was
increasing, she was trying to remain calm. She hadn't noticed on
her last sip of her drink that she'd taken in her mouth the lime
slice until she almost choked on it. Still he didn't stop. His
fingers parted her lips and stroked her clit rhythmically feeling
how wet and excited she was getting with his touch. Even through
her dark dress he could see her nipples were tightening up, she
wanted him. Before anything could go any farther she drew back
and literally slid off the barstool. She took him to the back
room of the lounge where there was a hot tub. Luckily, nobody was
using it at the moment. She walked over to the side of it and
pulled the dress up over her head. The elastic material clung to
her body as she pulled it up and over. As he was undressing, he
watched as her naked body slipped under the water and bubbles
leaving only the very top of her cleavage to tease him. Her long
hair fanned out on the top of the water like the mermaids of
lore. His stiff cock stood out from his body as he stepped into
the waters. He was barely under the water when she sat onto his
lap, facing him. His cock found its way between her pussy lips
and slithered into her. Her pussy sucked it into her as her hips
rode him, making it easier to get his cock deeper inside her than
any other man could. She kissed his cheek, feeling the scruff of
his afternoon shadow digging into her lips, enjoying the
sandpaper feel. She never heard the door open in the room, as her
eyes were closed and she was enjoying the sensation of feeling
everything happening to her. Every now and then Suess would buck
his hips up, ramming his cock deeper inside her to hear her sigh
in passion. Neither knew they were being watched by Blackie.
Blackie stood in the corridor watching the erotic show before
her. She slid a hand down the front of her jeans as she watched.
Her hot bush was already dripping with cunt juice as she watched
Exine's erect nipples bouncing as she was fucking him. Blackie
swirled her middle finger around her clit in a maddening pace,
letting it steal down to her feverish hole to feel the gush of
warm fluid. Her cunt sucked at her fingertips like candy. She
watched intently as he sucked on Exine's tits. She heard Exine's
anxious moan as he bit on her nipples like they were ripe
cherries bursting with summer juice onto his face. Her other hand
cupped her small breast and pinched her own nipple as she watched
the assault on Exine's breasts. She imagined it was hers that he
was sucking on. The thought alone made her hotter than hell. The
door was opening slowly, Blackie panicked and shoved her face at
the opening. It was the Professor. She dragged him, with her
finger pressed over her lips whispering to keep quiet. Her ebony
fingers quickly unzipped him, letting his eveready cock fling
out. She had to have a cock inside her as she watched Exine. She
whispered,"Fuck me, white boy." It took the Professor quite off
guard since she was so beautifully eloquent earlier. She slid her
pants off, not waiting for him to remove his and pulled him close
to her, into her. Her eyes glazed over from afar as she watched
Exine, pretending it was her the biker was fucking. As Exine went
into sexual frenzy with her orgasm so did Blackie, having to
restrain her outcry. Almost immediately afterward Blackie and the
Professor snuck out of the corridor and back into the bar.
Blackie tried to resume the conversation she had started earlier
about Tao but the Professor kept wanting to show her his room for
more pleasures.
Seuss bit Exine on the neck as she came again. Her snatch
convulsed over his cock. Her body collapsed onto his in sexual
release. Her eyes were tired, but it was a calm tired. It wasn't
the harried worn out tired that she was experiencing lately. She
smiled lazily and invited him up to her room for the night. He
replied,"Wanting some more?" She shook her head and said,"No, I
just want to feel your body next to mine all night long. Is that
so wrong?" She gave him her innocent eyes. He gave in. They dried
each other off and dressed.
"You know, I'm surprised," he said, "Nobody even walked in.
With this being one of the public parts, I was kind of leary of
that." Exine looked at him almost unbelieving.
"You didn't see," she asked. He shook his head. She
continued,"Blackie was watching us and then she sort of crept
back in a shadow but I'm sure she was getting laid as she watched
us."
"Get outta town," said Seuss. "If she was there, I would've
heard her. I've got good ears."
"Well then get a hearing aid because she was there. I saw
her. I just didn't want to break the mood." They laughed over it.
When they walked into the bar, it was miraculously empty. Even
the bartender wasn't there. Exine was almost mad until she heard
something in the lobby. Christmas carols. Of course, it was
Christmas Eve. She walked into the lobby with Seuss and saw the
guests had packed the lobby. The bartender had brought out the
portable bar and was serving eggnog as everyone was singing
carols. It brought tears to Exine's eyes. Everyone was smiling,
happy, and singing. Nobody was exchanging sarcasms. They all had
one thing in common...the magic of Christmas. She knew that next
year was going to be a BLAST!!!
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