Friday, 29 April 2016

Best Seafood in Alicante

I don't know if we ate the best seafood in Alicante last week. That was what we'd been promised by our host but I've no way of gauging whether it was true or not because I haven't eaten enough seafood there to make any kind of comparison. All I will say is that it was very very nice, our host was gracious, his family warm and friendly and even Miss Slutpants (I must stop calling here that) was nice and as she speaks great English I found myself chatting with her quite a bit, much to the approval of my husband.

I got spanked there too, I didn't think it was going to happen and it was nothing to with Miss Must-stop-calling-her-that at all. It was because I forgot to put some sun cream in P's carry bag the second day of our trip when we climbed up to the local castle, as you do, and he got a bit burned. But he didn't even know it until we were back at the hotel and he wouldn't have known it then if I hadn't mentioned it, so why the spanking? Well the sun cream wasn't what really caused it but it was what gave me the opportunity to be a bit sassy and tell P not to be such a baby and he should have checked himself, he was a big boy. I offered him some of my moisturiser, I said the top of his head where he's receding a bit was looking red, but he wasn't impressed, he told me I'd best save it because I'd be needing it more than him very shortly and it was only a travel pack.

I laughed and told him he was very funny and went to take a shower, we'd both been sweating it had been a long walk/climb in quite hot sun. We should have done it in the cool of early morning not waited till after midday but P had wanted to visit the local market first to get some chorizo and ham to take back with us, some local olives too, and that took time. I insisted on popping into a Spanish Zara after the market too, which took more time (they have better stuff than we do back home!), we didn't bother with El Corte Ingles but P said we could later. Anyway I digress.

When I came out of the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around me and my hair dripping, P was sitting on my bed, I say mine because twins were all they had left. I told him the shower was nice I'd needed that and I'd left enough gel for him. He didn't move. Instead he called me over to him and told me he was going to spank me. I asked him what for, I hadn't done anything wrong, he told me he'd seen the top of his head in the mirror and it was red indeed but not to feel sorry for him because shortly my backside was going to be the reddest thing in the room. He pulled me across his lap and then realised he couldn't pull the towel off me because I'd crossed it at the front and it was wedged against his thighs. He had to ask me to lift my hips up so that he could free it, it made me giggle a bit but not for long once he started spanking my bare bottom. It always hurts more fresh from the shower, I could smell the cheap hotel shower gel mingled with P's body sweat as his strong hand rained down against my tender cheeks, I guessed he wouldn't risk going on at this pace for too long because of the noise but he certainly kept at it for two or three minutes which always seems longer at the time. I couldn't shout but I wriggled a lot and when he eventually let me up I was relieved and no doubt red face as well as red arsed. He sat me next to him on the bed then he stood up, lowered his chinos and told me to suck him, he was sweaty, I could taste and smell it, his cock hardened quickly and I tasted precum and faint shellfish and I feasted on it as my backside burned beneath me. He didn't spurt into me though god knows I wanted him to, instead he went for his shower.

I dried my hair while he was in the bathroom and lay flat on my tummy on the bed. My bottom was bright red, I'd looked in the mirror, I put my moisturiser on the bedside table. When my husband came out of the bathroom he had an enormous hard on and nothing else, it made me salivate. I meekly asked him if he'd mind rubbing some cream into my bottom, it  was hurting so much, I made my voice almost whimper. P was happy to oblige but not for long, he got about thirty seconds worth of moisturising my bottom done when his basic instincts got the better of him and he was on the bed with his cock at my slit which didn't need any moisturising at all. And then he was fucking me and I was fucking him back for all I was worth and the single bed we were abusing was banging against the wall. I couldn't shout or scream but I wanted to and I wanted it to stop because of the noise but I didn't because I wanted the orgasm. I felt P spurt into me and I was on the edge but not over it and his body collapsed against me before I could come. Lucky girl that I am my husband knew I hadn't made it and, after recovering his breath, turned me over and finished me with his mouth. I pulled the pillow over my head, like they do on the movies when they need to shoot someone without a silencer. I don't think it stopped all the noise I made but it muffled it.

On the evening we were on our own. We visited El Corte Ingles, I didn't buy anything, we ate tapas in a traditional bodega, I showed the picture in a previous post, and we drifted around the old town stopping once for a beer and to watch a street performer. We finished the evening late, sitting outside next to a flame heater in one of the plazas where the Sleepy Hollow trees (that's what they remind me of) grow, 

They are ficus trees

me sipping Ribera del Duero and P with espresso and Soberano Spanish brandy, chatting to another couple who were in the retail clothing business.

I would have liked to stay one more day, I liked the town, but we couldn't, a deals a deal.

Have a fun weekend.



1ManView said...

"I pulled the pillow over my head, like they do on the movies when they need to shoot someone without a silencer"...:) I bet you P tongue felt like a silencer... hehehe ... Nothing like an erotic story that leaves you with a smile on your face...

peace nd love

Anonymous said...

P is too good to you. A wonderful trip, shopping, eating, looking at the scenery then a wonderful spanking a little sucking then fantastic sex followed by his mouth to finish you off. If I may hazard a guess it's probably your fault P came before you. After spanking your beautiful bottom he was just too worked up and couldn't hold off.

Ella said...

Hello there, Ronnie. Great travelogue. It seems like the indoor activities were just as much fun as the outdoor ones.

Please don't stop saying Miss Slutpants. That always makes me laugh.

Hugs Across the Pond,

Hermione said...

What a wonderful short vacation that was! You were thoroughly spoiled!


Roz said...

Wow Ronnie, what a wonderful trip, and you even got on with Miss Slutpants, who knew? lol.


Leigh Smith said...

Sun, seafood, sex and spanking in Spain. I think you covered it all in the short time. A successful sojurn.

Rosie Jones said...

You certainly made the most of your short trip, Ronnie. I hope you got to wear your new sandals.
Rosie xx

ronnie said...

1MV - LOL. Erotic indeed. Thank you.

Archedone - Best of everything, It was a wonderful few days away. Thanks you.

Ella - I wont:) Miss Slutpants was a charming girl. Thanks.

Hermione - I certainly was. Thanks

Roz - Miss Slutpants was really very nice. Thanks.

SG - You forgot sightseeing:) Thanks

Rosie - Oh yes I wore them to dinner. Ready for my next little trip. Thanks/


Cat said...

Lucky lady...good seafood, lovely sightseeing, fun shopping, yummy sex and even getting along with Miss Slutpants! Hope you're able to repeat it soon. ;)

Hugs and blessings...Cat

Blondie said...

How fun! What a great vacation. I think that I am a spanko because of the great sex after the spankings

ronnie said...

Cat - Me too:) Thanks.

Blondie - I know what you mean. Thanks.


Red said...

What a delightful delicious spanking and then fabulous sex. Always an absolute bonus while on vacation. Thanks for sharing.
bottoms up

ronnie said...

Red - I love spanking and sex on holidays:) Thank you.