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The following events happened as described. As well as I can remember them anyway, lol.
A couple of weeks ago I met a guy from here who over the past few weeks had got to know everything about me. I told him about the desires I had about being picked up in a bar then being taken back to a hotel and fucked silly. He knew I was free at the weekend so he organised a night at a hotel and told me he had set up everything for me to live out my fantasy! A day later, a bunch of flowers arrived at my house with a set of instructions and the address of a hotel nearly. I had to pretend to be someone else and play that role and he was going to do the same. Despite not knowing each other very well anyway, these rules helped to enhance the air of mystery surrounding the character we each played.
I decided to call myself Jane and I was a PA for my boss who was in town for a conference. I was a married woman alone in a strange town with nothing to do. His role was to be someone from that conference who had noticed me alone in the bar. He called himself Martin.
I got a text at 5pm to tell me to be at the hotel for 7pm. I set off from home at 6:30 and arrived at the hotel around 6:45. I sat in the car and applied my lipstick and made sure I was all set. I was wearing a business suit comprising matching skirt and jacket, a pink blouse, pink bra and knickers and black tights. I left my overnight bag on the backseat for now and made my way to reception. From here on in, I was Jane...
I asked the receptionist where the bar was and she directed me. I followed her gesture and saw the sign to the bar. As I found the entrance, I saw 'Martin' sat at a table dressed in a grey suit and wearing a black shirt and blue tie. He was paying attention to his tablet and drinking a beer. I paused for a moment, waiting for eye contact but he showed no signs of looking up to acknowledge my presence. I hesitantly walked to the bar and ordered a cider. I stood as close to his table as I could in the hope that he would come over but I had taken a few sips of my drink before I turned around to see he was looking at me. He smiled and nodded slightly. I smiled back and turned to face the bar, raising myself up on a stool, I continued to sip at my drink. A few moments later, Martin was stood behind and to the left to me and he said hello. I flushed with nerves, I was now acting out a part that I hadn't rehearsed and I didn't want to break character as this was MY BIG FANTASY and I wanted it to be as authentic as possible so I could believe it was happening for real. I turned and said Hi. 'I saw you at the conference today. I'm Martin'. He held his hand out. 'Jane' I said and shook his hand. He asked if I would like to join him at his table as he was alone too. I accepted and we sat together discussing our meal options. We made small talk, asking about where the other was from etc., just like you would if you had just met someone. We discovered that we were both leaving the next morning and that we lived a fair distance from one another. Wel finished our drinks and went to the restaurant. We took a booth table and he ordered a bottle of wine to share. We decided what to have for dinner and sat chatting while we waited for our food. Once it had arrived, we made small talk and he made me laugh, this eased my nerves along with the wine, with which he kept topping up my glass at every opportunity! After we had eaten, we went back to the bar and had more drinks. He then invited me to his room, saying that he wanted to change out of the suit he had been wearing all day and that we could order more drinks to be brought up there. I agreed and told him I needed to go to my 'room' and pick up a few things. He told me the room number and that it was on the third floor. I said I'd be along in a few minutes. I went to my car and grabbed my bag. I made my way to the lift and found his room. I knocked gently and he answered the door having removed his jacket, tie and shoes. He invited me in and I made my way past him. His room had a large bed, a desk and chair, a settee and coffee table. There was a tray with our drinks on it on the coffee table and I said I was going to change out of my things in to something more comfortable. I took my bag to the bathroom and changed in to a dress I had packed and removed my tights. I checked myself over in the mirror and reapplied my lipstick, which had been steadily transferring to the rim of my glass over the course of the evening as I drank most of the bottle of wine we had with our dinner. I went back to the room and he was sat on the office chair. He looked at me and whistled as I took a seat on the settee. 'Better?' he asked. 'Much' I replied and sat back with my drink.
We sat and had our drinks and before too long he suggested ordering more drinks. I said that I had an early start in the morning and that I ought to be getting to bed. As I had no room to go to, Martin knew that this was my signal for the fun to begin. I finished my drink and thanked him for a lovely evening and I got up to leave. He came to the door with me and said I could stay the night. I told him I was flattered but that I was happily married and went to peck him on the cheek. I lingered as I felt his warm face against mine and I pulled back and our eyes met. I looked at his lips as he slowly came in to kiss me. His lips brushed mine as I pulled back and softly said 'I can't'. He put one hand around the back of my neck and pulled me to him and he kissed me as I offered no resistance. He gently pushed me to the wall and with both our hands locked together, he raised them above my head and pressed his body against mine as his tongue explored my mouth. His hands left mine and traced them down my arms then finding my breasts before running down my curvy frame to rest on my hips. We looked at each other for a moment, taking in the excitement of what was happening.I then threw my arms around his neck and we kissed passionately as the pressure of his stance pressed me firmly against the wall behind me and I was pinned there helplessly giving myself to this sexy stranger. I could feel his hardened cock pressing right against my clit and I was becoming lost in the moment when he suddenly pulled away and took my hand. He led me back to the room and we stood there just staring at each other as he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his trousers. He had bright pink underwear on and I chuckled but then recomposed myself when I saw the bulge of his big cock. He pulled his pants down and sat on the chair and I know what I was to do next.
In the week leading up to this meet, he had been texting me with things he would love me to do which I had asked him about. One was for me to kneel before him and give him a blowjob as I looked up at him!
I knelt before him and caressed his cock with the palm of my hand and massaging his balls. I then pulled it toward me and wrapped my fingers around it and stroked, my thumb gliding over the head and teasing out his pre cum and spreading it around to make his bell end glisten. I was looking straight at him as I opened my mouth and took several inches in before closing my lips around his shaft as I pulled back with my hand, feeling the skin moving against my lips. I tasted him and remembered the weekend we had spent together previously and how well he had used his cock on me. I sucked him and wanked him and licked sloppily at his lovely cock and I maintained my gaze on him. He was shaking his head and sighing, telling me that I was unbelievably good at oral and that my 'husband' was a lucky bastard! I then took my dress off, revealing my own pink underwear and started rubbing my boobs on him. He grabbed them and started to hump my breasts, resulting in the first ever tit wank I have ever given!!
He pulled me up to him and we kissed and he removed my bra, releasing my big breasts to freely rest on his stomach. He stood up and I stayed knelt on the floor and I sucked him again for a few moments. He led me to the bed and I sat on the edge looking up at him. He pushed me back and started tugging at my panties. A moment later, they joined my dress and bra on the floor, along with his own clothes strewn around the rooms' floor. He knelt at the edge of the bed and parted my legs. He commented on my damp, musty aroma, telling me I smelt good enough to eat and parted my pussy lips to find my clit. His wet tongue probed my pussy and upon making contact with my hardened clit, I let out a deep satisfied moan as he began nibbling away between my slit. I could feel him wanking away as he ate my pussy, and he expertly alternated between techniques as he had done the week before and he soon had on the verge of cumming. Sensing my imminant orgasm, he slowed his licking to a gentle lapping, he kept that wave of pleasure ticking over, without taking me over the edge. 'Please' I was moaning but still he maintained that gentle movement with the tip of his tongue which meant that on his command, with a good few firm strokes of his tongue, I would spasm to a hard orgasm. I felt the hand which wasn't stroking his cock work its way up my leg, caressing the inside of my thigh. He pulled his head back to allow two of his probing fingers to slip in to my dripping cunt. As his mouth wrapped around my sensitive clit, I grabbed his head and started humping his face. His fingers were upturned and brushing against my g-spot and I felt the convulsions deep inside me signalling the first wave of an explosive orgasm. His mouth and fingers left me and I pulled his head back to my pussy and rubbed it up and down his face. I could feel his tongue nestled in between my slit as I fucked his face, feeling it moving from my vulva to my clit. I was cumming so hard that I squirted a little and it was than that I lost control. I pushed him away and cupped my hand over my pussy as I was still cumming. I was biting my hand as I shook all over. He came up on the bed to lay next to me, taking my boobs in his hands, pulling on one nipple as he bit the other. I was still cumming and shaking uncontrollably as I rolled over to hold him tight. His fingers were tickling my back as I slowly came down from the ecstacy that he had given me. Once I had calmed down, I told him my husband had never made me cum like that. He grinned and kissed me, I tasted my sweet cherry on his lips and laid back, taking in the excitement of my fantasy becoming reality.
I suddenly realised I was cold, being naked on the bed with a wet patch beneath me. A week ago, I would have been ashamed of squirting but having told him previously during one of our sexting sessions that I had sprayed while using my vibrator, he said that he hoped that he could make me squirt one day. As I got up to get under the sheets, he looked at the circle of damp and smiled at me. He then turned the lights off in the room, leaving only the glowing panel above the bed on.
We kissed and I was pleasantly surprised to find he was still rock hard! Without a word, I rolled on top of him and started to gyrate on him. Keeping the sheets over me, I felt for his cock and angled it to find my hole. My pussy lips parted to allow him to enter me and being soaking wet down there, I was able to sit back on him and take his entire length in one thrust. he reached to grab my hips but I stopped him and put his hands behind his head. I was going to be in control for a while, and while I really wanted a hard pounding later on, for the time being, I wanted it slow and sensual. Not making love but slow pulsating streams of pleasure. My breasts were pressed against him as I rocked back and forth on his length. My tight pussy stretching around that gorgeous thick shaft. He was kissing my breasts but was unable to touch them as I still held his hands above his head. I decided that I was going to release him to see what happened next. I threw the sheets off of me and sat upright and rode him for a moment before he pulled me back to him and his hips started bucking as he grabbed at my swinging tits.
Again, we had discussed things during the week and I mentioned how he had left a couple of bruises on my breasts where he had given me little lovebites in the throes of passion. He apologised but I told him I loved it and wished they were darker and bigger. With this in mind, he started sucking hard at one breast. I told him not to as my husband would know I had cheated on him but he carried on sucking. I had my ex boyfriend in mind as I really got in to this role play. 'Please, my husband can't find out' and he looked up at me and gave me the sexiest look. He pushed me off of him and laid me on my back. My legs already wide open awaiting to re-enter me, he lowered himself on to me and thrust his shaft deep inside of me. My back arched and my hands taking fistfuls of the sheets beneath me, he started fucking me, his hands beneath my bum, pulling me towards him. I raised my arse and met his thrusts with my own, his balls slapping against me as we locked in to a good, dirty fuck. He then leaned down and began nibbling away at my tits and neck, biting me, sucking hard so as to break the blood vessels under my skin. It hurt but it was so fucking horny. I was being pounded, I was being used as another mans wife with a 'stranger' in a hotel. All my dreams were coming true. I told him to fuck me from behind. He willingy obliged. I got on my knees and rested my upper half on the bed so my wanting arse was waiting. 'Fucking Hell, you're sexy' he gasped as he pulled me to the edge of the bed so he could stand and fuck me. He parted my lips and slid in to me. One hand was on my hip and was pulling me back on to him. I was so horny and lost in the moment that I didn't realise he had his phone and was filming us. I could hear the wet sloppy sounds of my pussy as he assaulted me with long firm strokes. I was cumming every couple of minutes but I wasn't announcing the fact, just allowing myself to be completely lost in my fantasy. I felt both his hands on my hips and he picked up the pace and rammed his cock home in desperate, needy thrusts. He said he might cum if he didn't stop for a bit but I pleaded with him to cum inside of me and carry on after if he wanted. This was all the encouragement he needed. He was caressing my back, scratching down from my shoulders to my bum. He dug his fingers in to my hips as he lost the fight to hold back and he jerked his thick load deep inside of me and I felt my pussy filling up with his warm seed. We rocked back and forth slowly as he recovered his senses and I felt his cum start to ooze out of me on to his balls and down my inner thigh. He remained hard and we kept up the gentle forward and back movement before he started to pull right out before sinking it back, deep inside of me. This allowed for bubbles of cum to drip out of me as my parting lips eagerly awaited the next thrust with sloppy, wet sucking sounds. This aroused me massively and I came without expecting it. I asked to face him and he stayed where he was as I rolled on to my back and he slipped back inside me where he stood. I had both of my legs over his shoulder and his cock was nudging my g-spot so that I came AGAIN but it felt so different this time. Building up from the pit of my stomach I let out loud moans and cries of desperate pleas to fuck me. I came and came in this position and in the end I had to pull away from him so I could recover. I moved up the bed and rubbed at my clit, lubing it with this gorgeous mans spunk as he crawled on the bed and laid next to me. He watched me masturbate in fascination. My breasts were starting to darken with the lovebites that covered them and seeing this I made myself cum. Not in huge waves but warm gentle pulses that made me moan and softly as I gazed in to the eyes of the stranger next to me. After I had relaxed for a moment I took his cock and wanked him, feeling his wet shaft slide between my grip. I moved myself in position to take him in my mouth again. He asked if he could take a photo of me sucking him. I wasn't sure, staying in character, I said that I didn't know him and didn't like the idea of a strange man having photos of me when I had cheated on my husband. He promised not to show a soul and I agreed. This aroused him no end and within a few minutes, his cum was filling my mouth. I swallowed it down and we laid there cuddling. Hed asked if I would ever see him again and I said no, but he had a photo of me to remember me by. It was then that he told me he had filmed me too. I called him a cheeky bastard but then we watched the 90 seconds he had filmed of him taking me from behind, my pussy creaming on his shaft as he fucked me expertly. I made him promise to keep it to himself and he agreed with conviction. A few minutes later, we recomposed ourselves, I got dressed, putting on my change of underwear and we went downstairs so I could have a much needed cigarette and we went to the bar for another drink. It was then that we stopped acting as Martin and Jane and came out of character. Upon returning to the room we slept all night, shattered by the continual two hour session we had earlier. At 7am I was awoken by kisses on my back and I laid there as he took me from behind as we spooned. He pulled out and came on my black knickers. This meant I had to drive home with no panties on.
We left and I went home. We arranged to meet again in the new year. I got home and showered. My breasts and neck were sore and covered in lovebites which turned me on so much and I played with myself in the shower. My pussy was also sore but it was a reminder of an amazing night where this gorgeous man had done everything to make my fantasy a reality, so much so that it felt real and I felt like I was actually cheating on my 'husband'!! He spent a lot of money that evening and I am so grateful for him organising it, even though he got what he wanted too!!
I wonder what will happen next!?
A couple of weeks ago I met a guy from here who over the past few weeks had got to know everything about me. I told him about the desires I had about being picked up in a bar then being taken back to a hotel and fucked silly. He knew I was free at the weekend so he organised a night at a hotel and told me he had set up everything for me to live out my fantasy! A day later, a bunch of flowers arrived at my house with a set of instructions and the address of a hotel nearly. I had to pretend to be someone else and play that role and he was going to do the same. Despite not knowing each other very well anyway, these rules helped to enhance the air of mystery surrounding the character we each played.
I decided to call myself Jane and I was a PA for my boss who was in town for a conference. I was a married woman alone in a strange town with nothing to do. His role was to be someone from that conference who had noticed me alone in the bar. He called himself Martin.
I got a text at 5pm to tell me to be at the hotel for 7pm. I set off from home at 6:30 and arrived at the hotel around 6:45. I sat in the car and applied my lipstick and made sure I was all set. I was wearing a business suit comprising matching skirt and jacket, a pink blouse, pink bra and knickers and black tights. I left my overnight bag on the backseat for now and made my way to reception. From here on in, I was Jane...
I asked the receptionist where the bar was and she directed me. I followed her gesture and saw the sign to the bar. As I found the entrance, I saw 'Martin' sat at a table dressed in a grey suit and wearing a black shirt and blue tie. He was paying attention to his tablet and drinking a beer. I paused for a moment, waiting for eye contact but he showed no signs of looking up to acknowledge my presence. I hesitantly walked to the bar and ordered a cider. I stood as close to his table as I could in the hope that he would come over but I had taken a few sips of my drink before I turned around to see he was looking at me. He smiled and nodded slightly. I smiled back and turned to face the bar, raising myself up on a stool, I continued to sip at my drink. A few moments later, Martin was stood behind and to the left to me and he said hello. I flushed with nerves, I was now acting out a part that I hadn't rehearsed and I didn't want to break character as this was MY BIG FANTASY and I wanted it to be as authentic as possible so I could believe it was happening for real. I turned and said Hi. 'I saw you at the conference today. I'm Martin'. He held his hand out. 'Jane' I said and shook his hand. He asked if I would like to join him at his table as he was alone too. I accepted and we sat together discussing our meal options. We made small talk, asking about where the other was from etc., just like you would if you had just met someone. We discovered that we were both leaving the next morning and that we lived a fair distance from one another. Wel finished our drinks and went to the restaurant. We took a booth table and he ordered a bottle of wine to share. We decided what to have for dinner and sat chatting while we waited for our food. Once it had arrived, we made small talk and he made me laugh, this eased my nerves along with the wine, with which he kept topping up my glass at every opportunity! After we had eaten, we went back to the bar and had more drinks. He then invited me to his room, saying that he wanted to change out of the suit he had been wearing all day and that we could order more drinks to be brought up there. I agreed and told him I needed to go to my 'room' and pick up a few things. He told me the room number and that it was on the third floor. I said I'd be along in a few minutes. I went to my car and grabbed my bag. I made my way to the lift and found his room. I knocked gently and he answered the door having removed his jacket, tie and shoes. He invited me in and I made my way past him. His room had a large bed, a desk and chair, a settee and coffee table. There was a tray with our drinks on it on the coffee table and I said I was going to change out of my things in to something more comfortable. I took my bag to the bathroom and changed in to a dress I had packed and removed my tights. I checked myself over in the mirror and reapplied my lipstick, which had been steadily transferring to the rim of my glass over the course of the evening as I drank most of the bottle of wine we had with our dinner. I went back to the room and he was sat on the office chair. He looked at me and whistled as I took a seat on the settee. 'Better?' he asked. 'Much' I replied and sat back with my drink.
We sat and had our drinks and before too long he suggested ordering more drinks. I said that I had an early start in the morning and that I ought to be getting to bed. As I had no room to go to, Martin knew that this was my signal for the fun to begin. I finished my drink and thanked him for a lovely evening and I got up to leave. He came to the door with me and said I could stay the night. I told him I was flattered but that I was happily married and went to peck him on the cheek. I lingered as I felt his warm face against mine and I pulled back and our eyes met. I looked at his lips as he slowly came in to kiss me. His lips brushed mine as I pulled back and softly said 'I can't'. He put one hand around the back of my neck and pulled me to him and he kissed me as I offered no resistance. He gently pushed me to the wall and with both our hands locked together, he raised them above my head and pressed his body against mine as his tongue explored my mouth. His hands left mine and traced them down my arms then finding my breasts before running down my curvy frame to rest on my hips. We looked at each other for a moment, taking in the excitement of what was happening.I then threw my arms around his neck and we kissed passionately as the pressure of his stance pressed me firmly against the wall behind me and I was pinned there helplessly giving myself to this sexy stranger. I could feel his hardened cock pressing right against my clit and I was becoming lost in the moment when he suddenly pulled away and took my hand. He led me back to the room and we stood there just staring at each other as he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his trousers. He had bright pink underwear on and I chuckled but then recomposed myself when I saw the bulge of his big cock. He pulled his pants down and sat on the chair and I know what I was to do next.
In the week leading up to this meet, he had been texting me with things he would love me to do which I had asked him about. One was for me to kneel before him and give him a blowjob as I looked up at him!
I knelt before him and caressed his cock with the palm of my hand and massaging his balls. I then pulled it toward me and wrapped my fingers around it and stroked, my thumb gliding over the head and teasing out his pre cum and spreading it around to make his bell end glisten. I was looking straight at him as I opened my mouth and took several inches in before closing my lips around his shaft as I pulled back with my hand, feeling the skin moving against my lips. I tasted him and remembered the weekend we had spent together previously and how well he had used his cock on me. I sucked him and wanked him and licked sloppily at his lovely cock and I maintained my gaze on him. He was shaking his head and sighing, telling me that I was unbelievably good at oral and that my 'husband' was a lucky bastard! I then took my dress off, revealing my own pink underwear and started rubbing my boobs on him. He grabbed them and started to hump my breasts, resulting in the first ever tit wank I have ever given!!
He pulled me up to him and we kissed and he removed my bra, releasing my big breasts to freely rest on his stomach. He stood up and I stayed knelt on the floor and I sucked him again for a few moments. He led me to the bed and I sat on the edge looking up at him. He pushed me back and started tugging at my panties. A moment later, they joined my dress and bra on the floor, along with his own clothes strewn around the rooms' floor. He knelt at the edge of the bed and parted my legs. He commented on my damp, musty aroma, telling me I smelt good enough to eat and parted my pussy lips to find my clit. His wet tongue probed my pussy and upon making contact with my hardened clit, I let out a deep satisfied moan as he began nibbling away between my slit. I could feel him wanking away as he ate my pussy, and he expertly alternated between techniques as he had done the week before and he soon had on the verge of cumming. Sensing my imminant orgasm, he slowed his licking to a gentle lapping, he kept that wave of pleasure ticking over, without taking me over the edge. 'Please' I was moaning but still he maintained that gentle movement with the tip of his tongue which meant that on his command, with a good few firm strokes of his tongue, I would spasm to a hard orgasm. I felt the hand which wasn't stroking his cock work its way up my leg, caressing the inside of my thigh. He pulled his head back to allow two of his probing fingers to slip in to my dripping cunt. As his mouth wrapped around my sensitive clit, I grabbed his head and started humping his face. His fingers were upturned and brushing against my g-spot and I felt the convulsions deep inside me signalling the first wave of an explosive orgasm. His mouth and fingers left me and I pulled his head back to my pussy and rubbed it up and down his face. I could feel his tongue nestled in between my slit as I fucked his face, feeling it moving from my vulva to my clit. I was cumming so hard that I squirted a little and it was than that I lost control. I pushed him away and cupped my hand over my pussy as I was still cumming. I was biting my hand as I shook all over. He came up on the bed to lay next to me, taking my boobs in his hands, pulling on one nipple as he bit the other. I was still cumming and shaking uncontrollably as I rolled over to hold him tight. His fingers were tickling my back as I slowly came down from the ecstacy that he had given me. Once I had calmed down, I told him my husband had never made me cum like that. He grinned and kissed me, I tasted my sweet cherry on his lips and laid back, taking in the excitement of my fantasy becoming reality.
I suddenly realised I was cold, being naked on the bed with a wet patch beneath me. A week ago, I would have been ashamed of squirting but having told him previously during one of our sexting sessions that I had sprayed while using my vibrator, he said that he hoped that he could make me squirt one day. As I got up to get under the sheets, he looked at the circle of damp and smiled at me. He then turned the lights off in the room, leaving only the glowing panel above the bed on.
We kissed and I was pleasantly surprised to find he was still rock hard! Without a word, I rolled on top of him and started to gyrate on him. Keeping the sheets over me, I felt for his cock and angled it to find my hole. My pussy lips parted to allow him to enter me and being soaking wet down there, I was able to sit back on him and take his entire length in one thrust. he reached to grab my hips but I stopped him and put his hands behind his head. I was going to be in control for a while, and while I really wanted a hard pounding later on, for the time being, I wanted it slow and sensual. Not making love but slow pulsating streams of pleasure. My breasts were pressed against him as I rocked back and forth on his length. My tight pussy stretching around that gorgeous thick shaft. He was kissing my breasts but was unable to touch them as I still held his hands above his head. I decided that I was going to release him to see what happened next. I threw the sheets off of me and sat upright and rode him for a moment before he pulled me back to him and his hips started bucking as he grabbed at my swinging tits.
Again, we had discussed things during the week and I mentioned how he had left a couple of bruises on my breasts where he had given me little lovebites in the throes of passion. He apologised but I told him I loved it and wished they were darker and bigger. With this in mind, he started sucking hard at one breast. I told him not to as my husband would know I had cheated on him but he carried on sucking. I had my ex boyfriend in mind as I really got in to this role play. 'Please, my husband can't find out' and he looked up at me and gave me the sexiest look. He pushed me off of him and laid me on my back. My legs already wide open awaiting to re-enter me, he lowered himself on to me and thrust his shaft deep inside of me. My back arched and my hands taking fistfuls of the sheets beneath me, he started fucking me, his hands beneath my bum, pulling me towards him. I raised my arse and met his thrusts with my own, his balls slapping against me as we locked in to a good, dirty fuck. He then leaned down and began nibbling away at my tits and neck, biting me, sucking hard so as to break the blood vessels under my skin. It hurt but it was so fucking horny. I was being pounded, I was being used as another mans wife with a 'stranger' in a hotel. All my dreams were coming true. I told him to fuck me from behind. He willingy obliged. I got on my knees and rested my upper half on the bed so my wanting arse was waiting. 'Fucking Hell, you're sexy' he gasped as he pulled me to the edge of the bed so he could stand and fuck me. He parted my lips and slid in to me. One hand was on my hip and was pulling me back on to him. I was so horny and lost in the moment that I didn't realise he had his phone and was filming us. I could hear the wet sloppy sounds of my pussy as he assaulted me with long firm strokes. I was cumming every couple of minutes but I wasn't announcing the fact, just allowing myself to be completely lost in my fantasy. I felt both his hands on my hips and he picked up the pace and rammed his cock home in desperate, needy thrusts. He said he might cum if he didn't stop for a bit but I pleaded with him to cum inside of me and carry on after if he wanted. This was all the encouragement he needed. He was caressing my back, scratching down from my shoulders to my bum. He dug his fingers in to my hips as he lost the fight to hold back and he jerked his thick load deep inside of me and I felt my pussy filling up with his warm seed. We rocked back and forth slowly as he recovered his senses and I felt his cum start to ooze out of me on to his balls and down my inner thigh. He remained hard and we kept up the gentle forward and back movement before he started to pull right out before sinking it back, deep inside of me. This allowed for bubbles of cum to drip out of me as my parting lips eagerly awaited the next thrust with sloppy, wet sucking sounds. This aroused me massively and I came without expecting it. I asked to face him and he stayed where he was as I rolled on to my back and he slipped back inside me where he stood. I had both of my legs over his shoulder and his cock was nudging my g-spot so that I came AGAIN but it felt so different this time. Building up from the pit of my stomach I let out loud moans and cries of desperate pleas to fuck me. I came and came in this position and in the end I had to pull away from him so I could recover. I moved up the bed and rubbed at my clit, lubing it with this gorgeous mans spunk as he crawled on the bed and laid next to me. He watched me masturbate in fascination. My breasts were starting to darken with the lovebites that covered them and seeing this I made myself cum. Not in huge waves but warm gentle pulses that made me moan and softly as I gazed in to the eyes of the stranger next to me. After I had relaxed for a moment I took his cock and wanked him, feeling his wet shaft slide between my grip. I moved myself in position to take him in my mouth again. He asked if he could take a photo of me sucking him. I wasn't sure, staying in character, I said that I didn't know him and didn't like the idea of a strange man having photos of me when I had cheated on my husband. He promised not to show a soul and I agreed. This aroused him no end and within a few minutes, his cum was filling my mouth. I swallowed it down and we laid there cuddling. Hed asked if I would ever see him again and I said no, but he had a photo of me to remember me by. It was then that he told me he had filmed me too. I called him a cheeky bastard but then we watched the 90 seconds he had filmed of him taking me from behind, my pussy creaming on his shaft as he fucked me expertly. I made him promise to keep it to himself and he agreed with conviction. A few minutes later, we recomposed ourselves, I got dressed, putting on my change of underwear and we went downstairs so I could have a much needed cigarette and we went to the bar for another drink. It was then that we stopped acting as Martin and Jane and came out of character. Upon returning to the room we slept all night, shattered by the continual two hour session we had earlier. At 7am I was awoken by kisses on my back and I laid there as he took me from behind as we spooned. He pulled out and came on my black knickers. This meant I had to drive home with no panties on.
We left and I went home. We arranged to meet again in the new year. I got home and showered. My breasts and neck were sore and covered in lovebites which turned me on so much and I played with myself in the shower. My pussy was also sore but it was a reminder of an amazing night where this gorgeous man had done everything to make my fantasy a reality, so much so that it felt real and I felt like I was actually cheating on my 'husband'!! He spent a lot of money that evening and I am so grateful for him organising it, even though he got what he wanted too!!
I wonder what will happen next!?
Nadene
- 19.03.2021
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