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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Ghost_(Swedish_Band)
  Character:
      Papa_Emeritus_III_/_Anna_the_Maid
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-04 Words: 1768
****** Post Concert Rendezvous ******
by teddiebare
Anna was on the top floor of the hotel working the rooms.  This wasn’t some
ritzy hotel with umpteen floors or anything.  Five was the top floor.  But it
was nice enough and it catered to the Rising Stars types.  And it was the best
job she’d had in a while. 
 
Dressed in a skimpy tight black skirt and tight, low-cut forest green shirt,
she pushed her room service cart into suite number 5 – the suite where this
pretty hip metal band was staying and partying tonight.  She was a petite woman
in her early 40’s.  Slim with long brown hair to her hips.  Sexy and pretty,
but unassuming.  Shy.  She had trouble getting dates, though plenty of men were
interested.  They just couldn’t get past her shy reserve, never knowing the
smoldering passion that lurked beneath that shy demeanor. 
 
As she pushed her cart of champagne and various nibbles into the room, she was
struck by how quiet it was.  She had expected a lot of noise – voices competing
over each other and loud music.  The basic raucousness you’d expect from a band
partying after the show.  But there was little-to-nothing. 
 
Curious, she looked around and saw no one.  Great, she thought!  I’m either in
the wrong room or they’ve moved the party somewhere else.  Either way, no tip! 
 
She decided to look around to be sure.  Maybe they were partying in one of the
bedrooms – a little band-on-groupie action.  Not that she wanted to see THAT! 
But she wanted her tip and she definitely didn’t want to get in trouble for
failing to deliver the order!
 
Going into one of the bedrooms, but finding no one, she noticed a robe and
headpiece on the corner chair.  Both sported inverted crosses.  She had heard
this band had a satanic edge.  Curious, she walked to the chair and picked up
the robe, looking it over.  Feeling a little giddy, she decided to drape it
over herself. 
 
Giggling, she stepped in front of the closet doors, which were floor-to-ceiling
mirrors and checked herself out.  What the hell, she thought, and grabbed the
headpiece, placing it atop her head.  She had seen pictures of this band and
knew the lead singer wore this robe and headpiece for part of the show before
changing to a casual suit without head gear.  He was actually kinda sexy.  She
felt weird thinking that.  But he was.  Sexy! 
 
She tried a little mimicry, based on some of the pictures and videos she had
seen.  Felt stupid.   Giggled.  Mimicked again, when a voice behind her said,
“Very good try, but you might need some coaching!”
 
She whirled, startled!  It was HIM!  The lead singer of the band!  The one they
called “Papa”! 
 
“I…” she said, nearly in a scream.  He was smiling at her.  “I…” she tried
again.
 
He chuckled.  “No need to worry, beautiful,” he said in an accent.  European? 
“You look very cute in that costume.  Much cuter than me!” 
 
Anna just stood there dumbfounded.  Mesmerized.  My God, she thought!  He’s so
beautiful! 
 
Papa chuckled again and held out his hand to her.  Without thought, she took
it, still wearing the robe and headpiece, as he led her to the room service
cart.
 
“Since everyone else has gone to other quarters, why don’t you join me?  It
seems a shame to let all this go to waste, don’t you think?”
 
“I…” she began, swallowing.  She wished she could get out more than just that
goddammit!!!  “I, well, that is to say, yes,” she finished!
 
He poured them both a glass of champagne and lifted the lid on one of the trays
holding various fruits.  Picking up a strawberry, he brought it to Anna’s lips,
gazing into her eyes.  Mesmerized, she took the piece of fruit between her
lips, biting into its sweet nectar, never leaving Papa’s beautiful green eyes –
green like her own. 
 
Anna picked up a strawberry and fed it to Papa, gently touching the fruit to
his lips as he opened his mouth and took it in, biting into the sweetness,
never wavering their gaze. 
 
Papa moved in closer to Anna, gazing fire into her eyes.  She only fleetingly
thought about her job as he moved in closer, inches from her lips, gloved hands
on her shoulders.  She parted her lips slightly in expectation as his lips
grazed hers.  She was aching to have his lips touch down on hers, to feel his
tongue dart into her mouth, to taste him. 
 
As his lips did touch down on hers, he brought his hands down her arms, sliding
the Papa Emeritus robe off her shoulders and grasping her hands as he placed
his lips firmly on hers, parting her lips even more to accept his tongue as it
darted into her mouth, first feather-touching her tongue, then twining.  Her
breath caught as she accepted him into her mouth! He tasted so good!  So
sweet! 
 
His hands moved back up to her shoulders, then to her throat as the kiss
deepened.  She gripped the front of his shirt almost in desperation, wanting
his hands on her!  Everywhere! 
 
Seeming to read her mind, his hands moved to her breasts, lightly massaging, as
she fisted her hands in his shirt, gripping him, pulling him closer. 
 
He bent his head from her lips and began kissing and sucking her neck as her
breathing grew more ragged.  She could hear his ragged breathing in her ear as
he sucked on her earlobe and moved down her neck to her collarbone, inching
slowly downward towards her eager breasts! 
 
Wanting him so bad, her needy, frantic hands moved over his clothed torso,
seeking the flesh underneath.  Papa obliged her and took off his jacket and
then began to slowly unbutton his shirt, looking lustfully into her eyes. 
Needing him to hurry, needing the feel of his bare flesh beneath her hands, she
tried to help him, but he playfully slapped her hands away.
 
“Patience, my beautiful Ghuleh,” he said playfully.  “First me.  Then you.”  He
chuckled playfully, taking his time with the buttons.  She was almost
whimpering with the need to touch him! 
 
When he got the shirt off, she eagerly ran her hands all over him, touching his
chest, his stomach, running her hands around and stroking his slender, sleek
back, loving the feel of his hot flesh beneath her fingers!  She sucked on his
nipples, wrenching a moan out of him, before he pushed her back from him,
gazing into her eyes lustfully. 
 
“Now you,” he whispered, undoing her blouse and letting it fall from her
shoulders.  Then unclasping her bra, he slowly slid it down from her shoulders,
revealing her small, firm breasts.  Gazing at her, passion burning in his eyes,
Papa brought his lips to her left breast, darting his tongue over and around
the nipple, making her cry out in pleasure!  Smiling, he took her right breast
in his mouth, covering the left with his roving fingers as he flicked his
tongue lightly, then firmly around her right nipple, causing her legs to
buckle. 
 
Chuckling that sexy laugh of his, he picked her up, the headpiece falling from
her head, and carried her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed.  Looking down
at her with burning lust, he undid his pants and let them fall to the floor,
stepping out of them, eyes never leaving hers.  She watched rapt as his
enormous cock, unencumbered by his suit pants or even underwear, stood straight
out in front of him. 
 
Suddenly, she wanted him in her mouth!  Badly!  Rising, she reached for him,
but he slowly pushed her back down on the bed, shaking his head.  “Not this
time, Ghuleh.  I’ve been watching you all day and wanting you.  I’m almost
ready to explode now!”  As he said this, he pulled her skirt down over her
pretty legs, then her panties, exposing her fully to his wanton eyes! 
 
Laying down next to her, he looked into her eyes and kissed her again, first
fondling her breasts, then moving slowly down her belly to the cleft of her
pussy.  He slid his finger to her clitoris and lightly massaged, making her
nearly scream aloud in passion!  Then he slid his finger inside her wet,
throbbing pussy, massaging her clitoris with his thumb.  She moaned and arched
to meet his fingers, feeling an orgasm beginning!  She had never cum with just
fondling before!  But here she was, nearly climbing the walls in passion and
lust, cumming like crazy beneath his ministering hands! 
 
Crying out loud, she arched further into the sweet fondling of Papa’s fingers,
a white-hot current rippling through her groin! 
 
Papa growled low in his throat and climbed on top of her, supporting his weight
with his elbows.  Taking one hand and tiling her head so their eyes met, he
slid his large cock into her, feeling her tight pussy muscles surround him as
he slid deeper, deeper!  He nearly swooned with the pleasure of being inside of
her!
 
Gasping, breathing hard and fast as Papa slid deeper still, Anna moaned and
whined as the huge length and girth of him filled her, bringing the most
intense pain and pleasure she had ever felt!  He hurt so bad and felt SO GOOD! 
She was cumming again, but this time, it was like nothing she had ever known! 
Wave after wave of pleasure jolted through her!  She screamed out his name,
“Papa!” as her own ejaculation erupted, soaking them both, as it spasmed and
spasmed, nearly causing her to faint with the intense pleasure!  She rocked her
hips back and forth, meeting his thrusts as her orgasm peaked and peaked!  His
thrusts suddenly became more frenzied as she felt him grow rigid and even more
huge inside her throbbing pussy, before he exploded into her, crying out, eyes
boring into hers!  He thrust harder and faster as his own climax took him, and
he screamed out one last time before burying his face in her neck, moaning
raggedly.  Climax beginning to subside, she continued to rock her hips in time
with his thrusts until they had eked out every ounce of pleasure from each
other that they could for the moment.
 
Breathing still ragged but starting to slow, Papa raised his head from her neck
and looked into her eyes.  Anna met his burning gaze, unable to look away,
knowing that he had just made her his.  “I’ll never be able to get enough of
you my lovely Ghuleh,” Papa whispered.  And Anna knew she would NEVER be able
to get enough of her sweet Papa!
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