Hotwife Chapter 3A The Continuation Of My Hotwife s Weekend
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You walk confidently into the hotel lobby as if you have a room there. If all goes according to plan, then you will soon enough anyway. You give a quick, cursory glance around and spy a man sitting at the bar.
He spins a wedding ring around his finger, but after watching for a while, no woman sits with him. He remains alone at the bar, one foot bouncing just slightly.
You take a chance and approach him. "Hi there."
The smile on his face is somewhere between curious and nervous. "Hi."
You return the smile, but with full confidence now. "I’m new in town. Don’t know anyone here, all by myself." You sigh, sitting down next to him. "I’ll be honest, I’m lonelier than I expected."
He swallows. "I have a wife," he says apologetically, but not convincingly.
You look around the room with wide eyes. "I don’t see her anywhere."
The man looks around as if expecting her to materialize out of thin air. "Well…"
You sit down next to him. "I need someone to hold me tonight."
The man gulps and looks around, but makes no effort to stop you as you put a hand on his thigh.
"I was hoping—" Your hand slides higher. "—that someone might be you."
You move your hand up to his inner thigh. His eyes glaze over with lust, and when your fingertips brush the outline of his cock, his resolve breaks.
His voice is thick and heavy as he says, "I have a room, if you're interested."
You lean in and ghost your lips across his jaw. "Lead the way."
The man stands up and pays for his drink, then leads you to the elevator and to his room. When you get inside, he shoves you on the bed and dives on top of you. He kisses you on the lips, sliding his tongue in your mouth.
Hands roam and grope as you pull each other’s clothes off until you’re both naked and pressed close to each other. You can’t believe your luck. Hot, passionate, and married: the perfect combination.
"You're so beautiful," he whispers against your lips.
The head of his cock rubs against the curve of your ass, pressing but not pushing into your entrance.
"How do you want it?" he asks, kissing down your jaw and neck.
You grin and close your eyes as you brace yourself. "However your wife can’t handle it."
There’s a pause, and then in one quick and brutal motion, he slams into you.
You scream in ecstasy and push against him, trying to take him even deeper. "Yes! Fuck, yes!"
He wraps one hand around your hip and uses the other to grab a fistful of your hair. He begins to thrust, hard and deep, filling you completely with his thick cock.
"Do you like it rough?" he pants in your ear.
You turn your head to capture his lips in your own, managing to gasp out words between rough presses of lips and tongues. "Use me. Let me satisfy you… in ways your wife can’t."
With a deep chuckle, he smacks your ass. You can feel a delicious pain bloom inside you with each spank. You moan and pant as he continues to thrust, moving faster and faster as you push back against him.
At one point, he flips you over and holds your hands above your head. You bury your face in the sheets to muffle your screams as he drives himself into you.
He finishes with one final, hard thrust, and the sensation of him filling you up with his cum sends you into your own release. You spill onto the sheets, and the two of you go momentarily still until he collapses onto you and you fall onto your side.
The both of you breathe heavily for a while until he says, "God, that was amazing."
He rolls over and pulls you close to him. You lay your head on his chest and run your hand through his chest hair. "You know, I wouldn't mind... Doing this again... And again..." You slide closer, your breath hot against his neck. "Your wife never has to know about your dirty little secret."
He smiles. "Mm, yes. My dirty little secret."
You spend the night wrapped up in his arms, drifting in and out of a contented sleep. In the morning, he pays for another night for the hotel room, where you sleep the day away until he shows up that night.
"Hi, handsome," you purr as you fold back the sheets to reveal your naked body. "Have a fun day with the Mrs?"
He takes a moment to let his eyes roam before he kicks off his shoes and climbs onto the bed. "Not as fun as the night I’m about to have."
"Tell me your fantasy," you say. "Let me do something for you that your wife never would."
He takes a seat with his back against the headboard and folds his hands in his lap. "I'd like to watch you pleasure yourself."
He watches intently as you grip your hand firmly around the shaft. You slowly slide it up and down, up and down. With each stroke, you go a little faster, a little harder. Your head falls back as you moan.
"Yes," he says, his voice low and guttural. "That's good."
You twist your wrist at the top, and precum begins to dribble down the head of your cock. "Tell me how much you like this. I want to hear how much you want it."
"You're fucking sexy." His eyes are fixed on every movement of your hand. "I want to grab you. Feel your body."
You lick your lips. "Then why don't you?"
He sits there for a moment, then leans in. You lean forward, and the two of you kiss. He wraps his arms around you and holds you tightly against him as your tongues wrestle with one another. Your hands rub against his back, feeling the muscles under his shirt.
"Take it off," you whisper into his ear. "I want to feel you, too."
He pulls his shirt off and tosses it to the side before returning to the bed. As your hands slide down his chest and abdomen, he lets out a low moan.
You lie down on your back and smile up at him. "Did you fuck your wife today? Did you think of her... Or did you think of me?"
He kneels down and leans in, kissing you. "God, I thought of you."
You wrap your legs around his waist. "How did you do it? Did you fuck her like this, with her on her back?"
He nods. He holds your legs in his hands to bend you further in half and positions himself at your entrance. Slowly, he begins to press himself inside.
He moves slowly at first, sliding in and out with ease. You buck back against him, and soon he’s thrusting with intensity. You moan as he buries himself inside you, holding his body tightly against yours.
You dig your fingernails into his back, drawing a long red line down his flesh. He begins to pump into you with reckless abandon, and it's not long before your moaning is interrupted by your cries of ecstasy.
He grabs your arms, latching onto your wrists and thrusting with all his force. When he cums, it’s with a loud groan and a stutter of his hips against yours.
"Fuck," he grunts, holding himself up as his cock throbs inside you.
You let him catch his breath and smile up at him when he seems to get his senses back. "Do you think your wife might find herself away for a night?" You grin. "We could fuck in your bed. I’d love to cum on her side of it."
"You're something else," he laughs breathlessly. "I'll try, but I can't promise anything. She's suspicious enough as it is."
You lean up and kiss his cheek. "You should go before your wife has reason to be suspicious. But before you go, let me just..." You push on his chest to shift your positions so you can straddle his chest, grinning as you press your erection against his lips.
He chuckles, wrapping his hand around you and beginning to stroke. You sigh contentedly as he runs his tongue along the underside of your head, swirling under the slit.
You give a small push of your hips. "I want to cum in your mouth," you say in a low voice. "Then I want you to go home and kiss her with your filthy mouth."
"Mmm," he hums around your cock in agreement, sending shivers down your spine.
He begins to slide his mouth up and down your length, pressing hard as he hits the back of his throat. He releases your cock, curling his hand around your balls and squeezing gently while he runs his tongue up the length of your dick. He stops to swirl it around the head as he looks up at you with fire in his eyes.
You grin down at him. "And tonight, I want you to remember that she can't satisfy you like I can. I want you to struggle to cum inside her until you think of me."
He moans as he begins to quicken his pace. You place your hands in his hair, massaging your fingers into his scalp as you fight the urge to fuck his mouth. You pant as you get closer and closer to the edge, and suddenly you're there.
His eyes widen as you shoot your load down his throat. He gulps it down eagerly, and he continues to suck lightly on your cock as it slowly goes flaccid. He releases it with a wet pop, smiling contentedly.
You run your thumb over his bottom lip to wipe off the mix of his saliva and your cum that dribbles from the corner of his mouth.
"Now," you purr, "go home to your wife."
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