Just a story that I had running around in my head.
It was just past 4pm when Julia arrived at the Moonrise Hotel. She was extending a layover on her business trip so she could meet up with some friends from college for dinner and drinks. Julia had found the hotel online and it seemed to be nice from the pictures and reviews posted. She was already a little tired from her travels but looking forward to spending time with her friends.
Julia walked in and went up to the desk to check-in. There was a sweet little old man behind the counter that took her ID and credit card. After a few minutes of typing he looked back at her a little embarassed.
“It seems there has been a mixup in your reservation.” He started. “The room is occupied.”
Julia’s heart sunk. She didn’t have any idea what to do now.
“Is there any other rooms available?” She asked.
The little man behind the desk just smiled and went back to typing on his computer.
“Well,” he started, ” I do have one room left, but it’s a special suite.”
“Special?” Julia inquired. “Like a presidental suite or something?”
The old man just looked back at her. “Well, not exactly. But I am sure it will be OK if you would like. I won’t charge you any different since it was our mistake in the first place.”
Julia let out a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn’t have to go hotel hunting.
The old man finished checking her in and directed her to room 469.
Julia collected her bag and headed up the elevator. There only seemed to be 4 rooms on the whole floor. Julia opened the door and was intrigued by the room she had been giving. It was large, with a sitting area and slightlty sepearated sleeping area. It also seemed to be have a Greek motif with flowing drops on a canopy bed and several marble looking statues and adornments. “There wasn’t anything like this in the description online.” Julia thought to herself. One of the statues in particular caught her eye. It was a statue on the floor next to the small couch. It was a full size figure of a naked man. He was in a reclined position on his back with it’s knees up and arm extened with fingers touching the tops of it’s knees. Julia marvled at the detail of the statue. Her eyes followed the outline of the carved muscles, the strong facial features ever so handsome, powerful legs and moved forward letting out a slight giggle as she saw the carved manhood nussled with it’s stone scrotum.
The sound of a truck’s air brake snapped Julia out of her gaze. She must be a little more worn out than she thought. Julia quickly looked at the clock in the room and realized she only had 45 minutes before she had to leave to meet her friends. She was still a little confused about where the time had gone as she opened her suitecase and proceeded to get ready. It didn’t take her long to change in to her dress and do a little makeup. There did seem to be an erotic air about the room. Julia started to feel a little turned on as she finished getting dressed.
A little before six, Julia headed out to meet up with her friends. In her head, she was having ideas of meeting some handsome stranger to wisk back to her room.
Jim walked in to the lobby of the Moonrise hotel at 10pm. He had been driving all day and had finally found a hotel as he drove through this small town. As he walked up to the desk, a little old man came out from the back room to greet him.
“Evenin, something I can do for you?” he said with a grin.
“Do you have a room for one night?” Jim asked hopingly.
The little man clicked through the computer for a minute then replied, “I do have one room left that you like.”
Jim quickly agreed and signed in. “Is there anyplace open to get a bite?” Jim asked.
“Kitchen’s open til 11.”
Jim thanked the gentleman and proceeded up to find his room.
Jim went up to his room and tried the key. It didn’t seem to work. So, Jim tried again. Still nothing.
As if on cue the little old man from the desk arrived on the floor.
“Sometimes the key’s a bit tricky, so I thought I would make sure you got in alright.” he said with a smile.
The old man took the key and mumbled something under his breath and the door opened up.
Jim thanked the old man and entered the room.
For the most part, it was a pretty normal hotel room. The only oddity was what looked like a recliner off to one side with a marble slab connected to the arm. Jim looked around and noticed the old man was still at the door.
“Interesting chair you have there.” he noted out loud.
The old man just gave him a grin. “That’s a special chair. Very relaxing. If you feel it, have a seat and put the board down. But only when you feel it.”
Feel it? Feel what Jim thought to himself.
Jim shrugged off the comment and found the room service menu. He quicky ordered up something to eat and turned on the TV.
Julia opened the door to her hotel room around 11pm. Dinner with her friends went great! They all sat around and talked and drank and laughed. Still Julia’s eyes kept searching the resturaunt and bar for some handsome young man to help her with this growing urge inside her. She couldn’t really explain it, but ever since she had arrived her hormones had been building and building and were now on overdrive. Unfortunately there really weren’t any viable candidates to be found.
When Julia entered her room it seemed a little warm, even though the thermostat showed it was 70 degrees. Maybe it was just the drinks or something? Still she felt restricted in her clothes. Julia decided to clothes the windows and change for bed. She thought her usual bedtime attire of panties and a camisole would feel less restrictive.
After changing Julia felt a little better, but the soft fabric on her erect nipples seemed to be faning a fire inside her.
It was then caught sight of the statue in the corner. Julia almost felt drawn to it. Then she thought she noticed something different about it. Slowly Julia walked over to the statue and couldn’t believe her eyes. The statue was exactly the same except for one thing. She swore when she first saw the statue there was a little penis carved flaccid in it’s lap. Though now there was an erect member jutting up from it’s groin.
“Impossible!” Julia thought. “Someone must have changed it. Someone must be playing a joke or something.”
Julia was about to go back to the bed, but something wouldn’t let her go just yet. She seemed to be fixated on the carved penis sticking up from the statue. She was mezmerized by the detail of it. There was something about it she couldn’t resist, she just had to touch it.
As her hand wrapped around the shaft, it felt just as she had thought. It was cold and solild, like the marble it appeared to be made out of. Julia still couldn’t explain how the statue had gotten there and wasn’t sure she cared. Holding on to the carved member of the statue caused a surge of desire and moisture to race through her womanhood. Once again the thin material felt warm and confining. She marveled at the design of the statue and started to wonder if she could fit herself inside of it’s embrace.
“This is crazy!” she said to herself as she realized what she was concidering. Then she realized that her hand was slowly rubbing along her exposed slit. Somehow she had removed her clothes and was standing before the statue slowly masterbating. But the feel from her hand wasn’t having the desired effect. She was craving something more! Something to be inside her.
“Nobody would ever know.” She tried to tell herself as she stared down in to the lap of the statue.
Then slowly she stepped into the arms of the statue and knelt down. It almost seemed to be designed for someone to fit inside of it. As she adjusted her knees a little she realized the marble impalement was positioned directly at the entrance to her now dripping slit.
Jim had put the dishes to his dinner out in the hall and went back to watching TV. There really didn’t seem like much on and it seemed to be growing warn in the room.
Jim didn’t really think much about it as he stripped down to his boxers and reclined on the bed to watch another show.
About half way through the program Jim started to feel a need to move. Well not really move, but find a more comfortable position. A position that the bed didn’t seem to afford him the ability to reach. Then he noticed the chair in the corner.
“Very relaxing.” he chuckled to himself, remembering what the old man said. And there was something about the chair that did look relaxing. Jim decided he might as well give it a try, since nothing else seemed to be working.
Jim got up and walked over to the chair. As he stood there he felt an overwhelming discomfort in his boxers. Without thinking about it, Jim removed his boxers and sat down in the chair. There was a wave of relaxation that came over his body. Almost instinctlvely Jim reached up and lowered the stone table over his lap.
In her room Julia lowered herself down on to the marble phallus. Her body shuttered in pleasure as she impaled herself upon the statue. After a short moment to recover she was amazed that the stone felt warm inside of her, not cold as it has been in her hand. Julia slowly began sliding herself up and down along the shaft. Each stroke felt better than the last. It was almost as if the erection has been carved so it created the utmost pleasure. Julia started to moan as she rode up and down, slowly gaining speed in her gyrations.
The instant the stone table came in contact with his groin, Jim felt an rush of pleasure shoot through his body. The pleasure was so intense it almost scared him in to jumping out of the chair. But that flight instinct soon abated as a second wave of pleasure rippled through is body. Jim started to feel a growing sensation under the table. Soon he felt himself at full erection. Jim was amazed at the feeling emanating from under the tablet. It felt warm and pulsating. Jim relaxed back in to the chair and closed his eyes. Visions flashed though his mind. It was dreamlike as the visions of a beautiful brunette riding up and down on him kept time with the pulses that seemed to grip his shaft. He could almost hear her moans, see her breasts, full and bouncing as she slid up and down. Jim started to feel a growing tingle inside him. Reclining there in the chair, he knew it wouldn’t be long before the magic being done would bring forth his release.
Julia couldn’t believe the pleasure racing through her body. Every thrust caused a growing stir within her. There was a building within her that she wouldn’t be able to hold back for long. Her mind started to blur as her body started to tremble in pleasure. Julia gripped at the arms of the statue, digging her nails at the stone to steady herself as she made her final thrust down on to the statue. Her body twitched and jerked. Julia let out a loud moan as her body convulsed, her chest heaved heavily through the intensity of her orgasm. In her euphoric state she could almost feel an explosion of warth within her.
Between the visions flashing before his closed eyes and the growing pleasure mounting under the tablet, Jim knew he was near the end. Then it started. The twinge started in his balls and raced through his whole body. Jim felt his muscles contract and a rush of liquids racing up his shaft. Jim let out a loud moan as the cum shot from his body. Jim felt two more convulsions that launched more seed from his shaft.
It took several minutes before Jim’s mind came back to reality. Jim was breathing heavy and beads of perspiration we slowly dripping from his forehead. Jim took another deep breath and looked around for something to clean up the mess he had created under the tablet. Not finding anything near by he figured he would just have to get a towel from the bathroom. Jim raised up the table and became very confused. His lap was dry. Jim looked around the chair and couldn’t see any sign of the pleasure he had just released. Could it have all been a dream?
Jim looked over at the table attached to the arm of the chair. Except for the indentation carved where his crotch was, there wasn’t any holes or cracks to be seen. Maybe it was a dream? Either way, he felt exhausted. Jim got out of the chair and flopped down on the bed. It was then he noticed some small red marks on his arms. There were 4 on the outside of each arm and one on each inside. Jim’s head was a blur and he felt sleep overtake his body.
Julia knelt there inside the arms of the statue. Her head resting on the head of the statue. As she opened her eyes she thought she saw a sneer on the statues face. Julia took a few more deep breaths as relished in the small waves of pleasure still ebbing through her body. Each little movement was echoed by the warm piece of stone still lodged inside of her.
Julia finally started to feel the strength come back to her legs. Reluctantly she raised herself off of her inanimate lover. As she stepped out of its embrace, Julia felt a warmth seeping down her leg. Confused she reached down and touched the creamy liquid. Julia brought the substance to her nose and swore it smelled like semen.
“It cant’ be.” Julia thought to herself.
Quickly Julia convenced herself that maybe she had had a squirting orgasm.
Julia suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to sleep.
The sun found a crack in the curtains and illuminated the room.
Julia slowly stirred and got out of bed. She was still naked and her legs were weak from the previous nights activites. Julia looked over at the clock and was shocked to see it was already 10:30. Julia quickly got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. She only had 20 minutes before she needed to leave to chatch her plane.
Jim walked out of the elevator still a little fuzzy from the night before. As he walked over to the desk he noticed a very beautiful brunette checking out. As he approached she looked over at him. There was something familiar about her, like they had met before. But before he could say anything she was walking out the door.
“Everything alright?” asked the little old man from behind the desk. He stood there with a big grin on his face.
“Amazing.” was all Jim could muster.
Julia had been feeling strange ever since she she returned home. About 3 weeks later she got her answer, she was pregnant.
Of course that only left more questions.
It was almost 9:30 at night when the beautiful blonde walked in to the Moonrise hotel. She slowly walked up to the little old man standing behind the counter.
“Do you have any rooms available?” she asked shyly.
The little old man typed a little in his computer and looked back at her with a grin on his face.
“I have one special suite left.”