Affair I Remember
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I loved the excitement of my secret affair. I couldn’t get enough. And that was the problem…
My affair with Dan started innocently enough in an online chat room and blossomed into a series of steamy encounters. I looked forward to our daily emails and chats and longed for the times when we met. But, in the eight months since we had known one another, we only been alone a few times.
Dan and I, both married to other people, always met in public places. The coffee shops, restaurants, beaches and public pools we frequented together afforded little privacy. Our physical relationship was relegated to time alone in our discreetly parked cars. It was hardly the setting for torrid lovemaking. Nevertheless, at the start at least, I was content with chatting with an exciting man, meeting occasionally, and enjoying a few sensuous moments with him, even if it was limited to our cars. We made out like teenagers and the moments we spent caressing each other’s bodies was a sensual relief from my boring marriage. Most of all, I delighted in taking Dan’s ever-engorged cock in my mouth and feeling it twitch and pulse as he came.
But ever since we began our affair, my sexual frustration was only growing. My sex life with my husband was banal. Years into our marriage, we were simply going through the motions. Sex had become bland and predictable. He would lick and suck on my tits, then go down on me for a few moments, until I reached mild orgasm. This was followed by some brief and uninspired fucking; mostly in missionary position. His climax was always the same: lying on his back, he jerked he cock while I licked and sucked on his balls until he came. Rarely lasting more than fifteen minutes, these sessions left me unsatisfied on every conceivable level. I deserved more than this!
I constantly craved sex but was in a relationship with a neglectful husband and a lover whom I was able to be with perhaps once a month. While Dan was kind and attentive, he was rarely available to spend time with me. Even when we managed to get together, in eight months we had never fucked. I dreamed about us spending proper nights together in bed and feeling him inside me. As much as fooling around in a car indulged the kinky exhibitionist inside me, it was hardly the place for a mature couple to make love. Our relationship was stalled and no longer held the thrill for me that it once had. I decided that I had to break up with him.
I just couldn’t tell Dan face to face that our fling was over. As much as I had told myself that our relationship was purely physical, I had developed feelings for him. I knew that if I looked in his eyes, my resolve would weaken. So, I typed an email telling him that I did not think that we should see each other any longer. Less than five minutes later, he sent a reply asking to meet the following evening. I decided to indulge his request and replied that I would see him one last time.
The following evening, I told my husband that I was going to the gym and left to meet Dan. This was my usual excuse for being out late, and one that my husband never questioned. I actually loved sneaking around. The excitement and intrigue was intoxicating. And even though I did not want to hurt my husband, part of me wanted him to discover that I was with another man given his general neglect of my needs as a woman.
It was a hot August night. Dan and I agreed to meet at a local park by the river. If this was to be our last meeting, I wanted to leave a lasting impression and decided to wear a pair of short cut-off jeans and a tight white T-Shirt that perfectly displayed my 34Cs and ample cleavage. Even through my bra, my large nipples were clearly evident beneath the light fabric of the shirt. I waited anxiously until Dan’s sports car pulled up beside me. He took my breath away in tight faded jeans and a simple black shirt that clung to his muscular chest.
We walked through the park and talked about the sorry state of our affair. We both knew that we could not continue this way. My resolve was weakening as Dan cupped my ass and playfully kissed me as we walked toward a gorgeous sunset. In the approaching darkness, he took me in his strong arms and I whispered that I wanted him inside me. Clearly aroused, Dan proposed a passionate evening in one of the city’s finest hotels where we could finally consummate our relationship. His timing was impeccable; my husband’s annual fishing trip was set to begin on Friday. My lust got the better of me and I agreed to his proposal. We enjoyed a deep French kiss before parting.
Waiting two days for my “date” with Dan was an ordeal. I spent hours alone in bed playing with my pussy and imagining the things I wanted to do with this man once I got him alone. Wanting everything to be perfect, I decided to spend the day at the hotel’s spa in preparation for our evening together. Yes, a facial, manicure, pedicure, and full body massage would be the perfect prelude to an exciting evening. I stroked my hairy pussy thinking about a long and soothing massage, when it occurred to me that I should add on a Brazilian bikini wax to my spa day.
Free of my husband for the day, I slept in before leaving for the spa. My day of treatments left me relaxed and as horny as I had ever been. The discomfort associated with my bikini wax, was offset by the arousal of having a strange, beautiful, young woman attend to my tingling pussy. This state of arousal was only heightened during my soothing massage. I loved the feeling of a stranger’s hands rubbing my naked body. I was in complete bliss.
Dan left an envelope for me at the hotel’s front desk that I retrieved following the spa. In it was the key card to our room on the top floor of the hotel and a note that he would be there at 4:30 p.m. I entered the beautiful room, awed by its opulence. I opened the bottle of Champagne that was on ice and poured a large glass. I checked out the bedroom where my gaze turned to the King-sized bed where a package wrapped in red and gold sat. The box contained a sheer babydoll with matching sheer panties. I stripped off my clothes and tried on my gift. The soft fabric felt wonderful on my soft skin and waxed pussy. I admired myself in the full-length mirror in the bedroom, running my hands up and down my body, when I heard the door to the hotel room open.
I rushed to the door to find Dan dressed in a stunning suit that accentuated his athletic body. I knew that Dan was a successful professional, but I had never seen him dressed to impress like he was now. I kissed him deeply.
“I see the present fits”, he said stepping back to enjoy the view. I turned, lifted up the top and ran my hand over the sheer fabric covering my ass. Dan came up behind me and cupped my breasts, squeezing them and brushing past my erect nipples, before whispering that he was going to have a quick shower. As much as I yearned to join him for a shower for two, I elected to drink some more Champagne and waited impatiently for him on the bed. I spread my legs and played with my pussy through the now damp fabric of my new panties. Dan emerged a few minutes later, clad in nothing but a pair of black silk boxers.
I was ready to burst when he finally lay down and kissed me. I immediately attacked him, unleashing all of my pent up sexual energy. Following a fierce wet kiss, I shimmied up his body until my pussy hovered just above his mouth. I leaned forward and ground my panty-clad mound on his waiting tongue. He eagerly licked my pussy and inner thighs, before pulling aside the fabric of the panties and thrusting his tongue into my wetness.
“You like that little hairless pussy?”, I asked, already knowing the answer. I grabbed Dan’s head and continued to grind my clit on his mouth. He expertly licked and sucked my clit and labia, while grabbing my ass hard as I sat on his face. I took his hands and guided them to my breasts and screamed as I came. I slid my quivering body down his and kissed him, tasting my own juices.
I could feel Dan’s hard cock pressing against my pussy. “Are you finally going to fuck me with that big cock of yours?”, I panted, still recovering from my first orgasm. I licked and sucked my way down his body before pulling down his boxers and exposing his rock hard and throbbing erection. I slithered my tongue from his asshole, over his balls, and up the length of his impressive shaft, before wrapping my lips around it and sucking him hard. I could wait no longer and abruptly stopped my oral ministrations. I removed my panties and crawled up his body until his cock was pressed up against my moist entrance. I sunk down and slowly took his full length effortlessly. He filled me perfectly and I thrust my hips back and forth mashing my clit on his cock. Stripping off the remainder of my new lingerie, I continued to ride Dan’s cock while I fed him my pendulous breasts. I was so close to coming, I bit my lip and lay on top of Dan and begged him to fuck me hard. Obeying my every word, Dan grabbed my ass and fucked me fast and deep until I gasped and moaned from my second amazing orgasm.
Rolling onto the bed, I snuggled with Dan and stroked his still hard cock. “I want more”, I exclaimed. Turning over, I got on all fours and presented my willing pussy and ass to Dan. He buried his face in my pussy, licking from my sensitive clit to my tight little asshole.
“You like to have your ass licked don’t you?”, he teased. I responded by reaching back and spreading my ass cheeks to afford better access to his waiting tongue. I needed him inside me again, and demanded that he fuck me. Dan plunged his cock into my from behind while I fingered my clit. I had never felt so deeply penetrated before. I arched my back as he pounded his dick into me over and over. I soon felt his huge load of hot sperm flood into my quivering womanhood. We both collapsed on the bed in a heap, exhausted from our frenetic sex. I raised my knees to my tits and repeatedly contracted my pussy until Dan’s juice flowed out and trickled down to my asshole. I rubbed his seed over my clit before bringing two sticky fingers to my mouth and tasting the mixture of our juices.
I had anticipated and fantasized about making love to Dan for months. I had thought of everything I would do to him and he would do to me. The reality could easily have paled in comparison to the fantasy, but the opposite was true. Sex with Dan was perfection. Dan obviously agreed, within minutes, his cock was hardening again, apparently ready for further action.
But that would have to wait. I made dinner reservations at my favourite restaurant which was a short walk from the hotel. I bought a new black wrap dress for the evening and, feeling every bit a vixen, I decided against underwear. My breasts remained firm despite my age and they looked fabulous in the taught material of the dress. Dan’s jaw dropped when I emerged from the bathroom, completely made up and wearing dangerously high heels. He wasn’t the only one, the stares I received at the restaurant told me that my wardrobe choice was certainly appreciated. Following a wonderful dinner, our pretty waitress, brought us dessert menus. “You’re going to be my dessert tonight”, I whispered. We practically ran back to the hotel.
We were both feeling the effects of too much wine and rested and talked for more than an hour upon arriving at the hotel. Dan began to undress as I watched lasciviously. I approached seductively and knelt down in front of him, my face inches away from his now bulging cock. I untied his shoes and caressed his buttocks, before removing his belt and slowly undoing his pants. His cock sprung up when released from the confines of his boxers and I gently sucked him.
I got up and finished undressing him before telling him, “Please get on the bed and lie face down sir, I will join you in a moment”. I quickly changed out of my dress and into a sexy red bra and panty set, and put on one of the plush hotel robes. I tied the robe and returned to the bedroom with a bottle of fragrant massage oil. I lit some scented candles that I had brought from home and turned off the lights.
“I had the most wonderful massage this afternoon. Care to see what I learned darling?”, I said.
“Show me everything”, he replied.
I slowly and deeply massaged Dan’s muscular body from head to toe. His tight butt received special attention as I caressed and teased him, before reaching under and starting to rub his balls. “Turn over sir”, I told him. He did as he was told as I removed my robe. Dan grabbed my ass and removed my panties. I straddled him and he deftly unclipped my bra.. I grabbed the oil and squirted it all over my tits, letting it drip down onto Dan’s body. I proceeded to massage him with every inch of my now quivering body. I slid my pussy lips up and down Dan’s cock, the oil mixing with my secretions to provide the ideal lube. By the tone of Dan’s moaning, he was not going to be able to take much more of this teasing.
Not wanting the fun to end, I repositioned myself so that we could sixty-nine one another, my absolute favourite sexual position. I tasted Dan’s pre-cum, relishing the sweet nectar. But as much as I loved sucking his cock, his expert pussy licking was seriously distracting my oral efforts. I abandoned Dan’s cock, sat up and wildly bucked on his face, grinding my pussy on his tongue. I didn’t want to cum yet and reluctantly pulled my pussy away. Dan was obviously enjoying his spirited cunnilingus and ordered me to lay back on the bed. He immediately returned to tending to my pussy. His incredible technique was on display as he used his lips, tongue, and fingers to get me off. I came hard with him fingering my G spot with three fingers while his pinkie penetrated my asshole.
Having satisfied me completely, Dan mounted me and started fucking my oily tits. I pressed them together tightly in order to surround his cock in my flesh. With each thrust of his cock, I licked and sucked him. As he started to moan, I shuffled down the bed and licked his heavy balls. He came, sending two huge arcs of cum over my head and onto the headboard, before I could take his cock into my mouth and suck the remaining cum from him. We were completely spent and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I never sleep well in hotels, but the combination of Champagne, wine, dinner and rampant love making, left us both exhausted.
My blissful sleep was interrupted a little after 2:00 a.m., when I heard the unmistakable sighs of another couple having sex. I listened intently, incredibly turned on to be hearing two passionate lovers in the room next door. As the sounds became increasingly loud, my pussy gushed. Suddenly, Dan surprised me, whispering “she certainly sounds like she is having a good time”.
“I’ll have what she’s having”, I quipped.
Dan wasted no time and got on top of me, kissing me madly. He was already hard as a rock (as usual) and I guided the head of his penis into my pussy. I was so tight. Dan pushed his cock into me slowly inch by delicious inch. I bit my lower lip and arched my back until he was buried inside me to the hilt. I wrapped my legs around Dan as he pounded me until we simultaneously orgasmed, before falling back to sleep.
That night was one of the greatest of my life. I had never before felt so desirable and sexy. Dan was an amazing and attentive lover. The days and nights of frustration that I had endured ended with a night of intense sexual release. We kissed and checked out of the hotel in the morning, promising to repeat the night again soon.
As we left the room, the attractive couple from next door emerged and joined us on the elevator. We all exchanged knowing smiles.
My affair with Dan started innocently enough in an online chat room and blossomed into a series of steamy encounters. I looked forward to our daily emails and chats and longed for the times when we met. But, in the eight months since we had known one another, we only been alone a few times.
Dan and I, both married to other people, always met in public places. The coffee shops, restaurants, beaches and public pools we frequented together afforded little privacy. Our physical relationship was relegated to time alone in our discreetly parked cars. It was hardly the setting for torrid lovemaking. Nevertheless, at the start at least, I was content with chatting with an exciting man, meeting occasionally, and enjoying a few sensuous moments with him, even if it was limited to our cars. We made out like teenagers and the moments we spent caressing each other’s bodies was a sensual relief from my boring marriage. Most of all, I delighted in taking Dan’s ever-engorged cock in my mouth and feeling it twitch and pulse as he came.
But ever since we began our affair, my sexual frustration was only growing. My sex life with my husband was banal. Years into our marriage, we were simply going through the motions. Sex had become bland and predictable. He would lick and suck on my tits, then go down on me for a few moments, until I reached mild orgasm. This was followed by some brief and uninspired fucking; mostly in missionary position. His climax was always the same: lying on his back, he jerked he cock while I licked and sucked on his balls until he came. Rarely lasting more than fifteen minutes, these sessions left me unsatisfied on every conceivable level. I deserved more than this!
I constantly craved sex but was in a relationship with a neglectful husband and a lover whom I was able to be with perhaps once a month. While Dan was kind and attentive, he was rarely available to spend time with me. Even when we managed to get together, in eight months we had never fucked. I dreamed about us spending proper nights together in bed and feeling him inside me. As much as fooling around in a car indulged the kinky exhibitionist inside me, it was hardly the place for a mature couple to make love. Our relationship was stalled and no longer held the thrill for me that it once had. I decided that I had to break up with him.
I just couldn’t tell Dan face to face that our fling was over. As much as I had told myself that our relationship was purely physical, I had developed feelings for him. I knew that if I looked in his eyes, my resolve would weaken. So, I typed an email telling him that I did not think that we should see each other any longer. Less than five minutes later, he sent a reply asking to meet the following evening. I decided to indulge his request and replied that I would see him one last time.
The following evening, I told my husband that I was going to the gym and left to meet Dan. This was my usual excuse for being out late, and one that my husband never questioned. I actually loved sneaking around. The excitement and intrigue was intoxicating. And even though I did not want to hurt my husband, part of me wanted him to discover that I was with another man given his general neglect of my needs as a woman.
It was a hot August night. Dan and I agreed to meet at a local park by the river. If this was to be our last meeting, I wanted to leave a lasting impression and decided to wear a pair of short cut-off jeans and a tight white T-Shirt that perfectly displayed my 34Cs and ample cleavage. Even through my bra, my large nipples were clearly evident beneath the light fabric of the shirt. I waited anxiously until Dan’s sports car pulled up beside me. He took my breath away in tight faded jeans and a simple black shirt that clung to his muscular chest.
We walked through the park and talked about the sorry state of our affair. We both knew that we could not continue this way. My resolve was weakening as Dan cupped my ass and playfully kissed me as we walked toward a gorgeous sunset. In the approaching darkness, he took me in his strong arms and I whispered that I wanted him inside me. Clearly aroused, Dan proposed a passionate evening in one of the city’s finest hotels where we could finally consummate our relationship. His timing was impeccable; my husband’s annual fishing trip was set to begin on Friday. My lust got the better of me and I agreed to his proposal. We enjoyed a deep French kiss before parting.
Waiting two days for my “date” with Dan was an ordeal. I spent hours alone in bed playing with my pussy and imagining the things I wanted to do with this man once I got him alone. Wanting everything to be perfect, I decided to spend the day at the hotel’s spa in preparation for our evening together. Yes, a facial, manicure, pedicure, and full body massage would be the perfect prelude to an exciting evening. I stroked my hairy pussy thinking about a long and soothing massage, when it occurred to me that I should add on a Brazilian bikini wax to my spa day.
Free of my husband for the day, I slept in before leaving for the spa. My day of treatments left me relaxed and as horny as I had ever been. The discomfort associated with my bikini wax, was offset by the arousal of having a strange, beautiful, young woman attend to my tingling pussy. This state of arousal was only heightened during my soothing massage. I loved the feeling of a stranger’s hands rubbing my naked body. I was in complete bliss.
Dan left an envelope for me at the hotel’s front desk that I retrieved following the spa. In it was the key card to our room on the top floor of the hotel and a note that he would be there at 4:30 p.m. I entered the beautiful room, awed by its opulence. I opened the bottle of Champagne that was on ice and poured a large glass. I checked out the bedroom where my gaze turned to the King-sized bed where a package wrapped in red and gold sat. The box contained a sheer babydoll with matching sheer panties. I stripped off my clothes and tried on my gift. The soft fabric felt wonderful on my soft skin and waxed pussy. I admired myself in the full-length mirror in the bedroom, running my hands up and down my body, when I heard the door to the hotel room open.
I rushed to the door to find Dan dressed in a stunning suit that accentuated his athletic body. I knew that Dan was a successful professional, but I had never seen him dressed to impress like he was now. I kissed him deeply.
“I see the present fits”, he said stepping back to enjoy the view. I turned, lifted up the top and ran my hand over the sheer fabric covering my ass. Dan came up behind me and cupped my breasts, squeezing them and brushing past my erect nipples, before whispering that he was going to have a quick shower. As much as I yearned to join him for a shower for two, I elected to drink some more Champagne and waited impatiently for him on the bed. I spread my legs and played with my pussy through the now damp fabric of my new panties. Dan emerged a few minutes later, clad in nothing but a pair of black silk boxers.
I was ready to burst when he finally lay down and kissed me. I immediately attacked him, unleashing all of my pent up sexual energy. Following a fierce wet kiss, I shimmied up his body until my pussy hovered just above his mouth. I leaned forward and ground my panty-clad mound on his waiting tongue. He eagerly licked my pussy and inner thighs, before pulling aside the fabric of the panties and thrusting his tongue into my wetness.
“You like that little hairless pussy?”, I asked, already knowing the answer. I grabbed Dan’s head and continued to grind my clit on his mouth. He expertly licked and sucked my clit and labia, while grabbing my ass hard as I sat on his face. I took his hands and guided them to my breasts and screamed as I came. I slid my quivering body down his and kissed him, tasting my own juices.
I could feel Dan’s hard cock pressing against my pussy. “Are you finally going to fuck me with that big cock of yours?”, I panted, still recovering from my first orgasm. I licked and sucked my way down his body before pulling down his boxers and exposing his rock hard and throbbing erection. I slithered my tongue from his asshole, over his balls, and up the length of his impressive shaft, before wrapping my lips around it and sucking him hard. I could wait no longer and abruptly stopped my oral ministrations. I removed my panties and crawled up his body until his cock was pressed up against my moist entrance. I sunk down and slowly took his full length effortlessly. He filled me perfectly and I thrust my hips back and forth mashing my clit on his cock. Stripping off the remainder of my new lingerie, I continued to ride Dan’s cock while I fed him my pendulous breasts. I was so close to coming, I bit my lip and lay on top of Dan and begged him to fuck me hard. Obeying my every word, Dan grabbed my ass and fucked me fast and deep until I gasped and moaned from my second amazing orgasm.
Rolling onto the bed, I snuggled with Dan and stroked his still hard cock. “I want more”, I exclaimed. Turning over, I got on all fours and presented my willing pussy and ass to Dan. He buried his face in my pussy, licking from my sensitive clit to my tight little asshole.
“You like to have your ass licked don’t you?”, he teased. I responded by reaching back and spreading my ass cheeks to afford better access to his waiting tongue. I needed him inside me again, and demanded that he fuck me. Dan plunged his cock into my from behind while I fingered my clit. I had never felt so deeply penetrated before. I arched my back as he pounded his dick into me over and over. I soon felt his huge load of hot sperm flood into my quivering womanhood. We both collapsed on the bed in a heap, exhausted from our frenetic sex. I raised my knees to my tits and repeatedly contracted my pussy until Dan’s juice flowed out and trickled down to my asshole. I rubbed his seed over my clit before bringing two sticky fingers to my mouth and tasting the mixture of our juices.
I had anticipated and fantasized about making love to Dan for months. I had thought of everything I would do to him and he would do to me. The reality could easily have paled in comparison to the fantasy, but the opposite was true. Sex with Dan was perfection. Dan obviously agreed, within minutes, his cock was hardening again, apparently ready for further action.
But that would have to wait. I made dinner reservations at my favourite restaurant which was a short walk from the hotel. I bought a new black wrap dress for the evening and, feeling every bit a vixen, I decided against underwear. My breasts remained firm despite my age and they looked fabulous in the taught material of the dress. Dan’s jaw dropped when I emerged from the bathroom, completely made up and wearing dangerously high heels. He wasn’t the only one, the stares I received at the restaurant told me that my wardrobe choice was certainly appreciated. Following a wonderful dinner, our pretty waitress, brought us dessert menus. “You’re going to be my dessert tonight”, I whispered. We practically ran back to the hotel.
We were both feeling the effects of too much wine and rested and talked for more than an hour upon arriving at the hotel. Dan began to undress as I watched lasciviously. I approached seductively and knelt down in front of him, my face inches away from his now bulging cock. I untied his shoes and caressed his buttocks, before removing his belt and slowly undoing his pants. His cock sprung up when released from the confines of his boxers and I gently sucked him.
I got up and finished undressing him before telling him, “Please get on the bed and lie face down sir, I will join you in a moment”. I quickly changed out of my dress and into a sexy red bra and panty set, and put on one of the plush hotel robes. I tied the robe and returned to the bedroom with a bottle of fragrant massage oil. I lit some scented candles that I had brought from home and turned off the lights.
“I had the most wonderful massage this afternoon. Care to see what I learned darling?”, I said.
“Show me everything”, he replied.
I slowly and deeply massaged Dan’s muscular body from head to toe. His tight butt received special attention as I caressed and teased him, before reaching under and starting to rub his balls. “Turn over sir”, I told him. He did as he was told as I removed my robe. Dan grabbed my ass and removed my panties. I straddled him and he deftly unclipped my bra.. I grabbed the oil and squirted it all over my tits, letting it drip down onto Dan’s body. I proceeded to massage him with every inch of my now quivering body. I slid my pussy lips up and down Dan’s cock, the oil mixing with my secretions to provide the ideal lube. By the tone of Dan’s moaning, he was not going to be able to take much more of this teasing.
Not wanting the fun to end, I repositioned myself so that we could sixty-nine one another, my absolute favourite sexual position. I tasted Dan’s pre-cum, relishing the sweet nectar. But as much as I loved sucking his cock, his expert pussy licking was seriously distracting my oral efforts. I abandoned Dan’s cock, sat up and wildly bucked on his face, grinding my pussy on his tongue. I didn’t want to cum yet and reluctantly pulled my pussy away. Dan was obviously enjoying his spirited cunnilingus and ordered me to lay back on the bed. He immediately returned to tending to my pussy. His incredible technique was on display as he used his lips, tongue, and fingers to get me off. I came hard with him fingering my G spot with three fingers while his pinkie penetrated my asshole.
Having satisfied me completely, Dan mounted me and started fucking my oily tits. I pressed them together tightly in order to surround his cock in my flesh. With each thrust of his cock, I licked and sucked him. As he started to moan, I shuffled down the bed and licked his heavy balls. He came, sending two huge arcs of cum over my head and onto the headboard, before I could take his cock into my mouth and suck the remaining cum from him. We were completely spent and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I never sleep well in hotels, but the combination of Champagne, wine, dinner and rampant love making, left us both exhausted.
My blissful sleep was interrupted a little after 2:00 a.m., when I heard the unmistakable sighs of another couple having sex. I listened intently, incredibly turned on to be hearing two passionate lovers in the room next door. As the sounds became increasingly loud, my pussy gushed. Suddenly, Dan surprised me, whispering “she certainly sounds like she is having a good time”.
“I’ll have what she’s having”, I quipped.
Dan wasted no time and got on top of me, kissing me madly. He was already hard as a rock (as usual) and I guided the head of his penis into my pussy. I was so tight. Dan pushed his cock into me slowly inch by delicious inch. I bit my lower lip and arched my back until he was buried inside me to the hilt. I wrapped my legs around Dan as he pounded me until we simultaneously orgasmed, before falling back to sleep.
That night was one of the greatest of my life. I had never before felt so desirable and sexy. Dan was an amazing and attentive lover. The days and nights of frustration that I had endured ended with a night of intense sexual release. We kissed and checked out of the hotel in the morning, promising to repeat the night again soon.
As we left the room, the attractive couple from next door emerged and joined us on the elevator. We all exchanged knowing smiles.
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