ROOM SERVICE - final
28.05.23 - i'm terrible at proof reading my own stuff, this version has been "fixed up" and includes soem small observations from the principal character.
It was late morning when I checked into a local 3-star hotel – it was a new modern hotel, nicely fitted out rooms and spacious bathrooms. Checking in with no luggage didn’t raise any eyebrows, I suspect they have a reasonable number of afternoon bookings. I like being as high up in the building as possible – that way I’m sure no one will be peeking through the window. Of course, I could just close the curtains but, I like having a nice view while I’m being fucked.
I had dropped the k**s at school earlier in the morning and my husband went to a meeting that would take most of the day so I had time on my hands. On Sunday husband and I had good sex for an hour or so in the morning, he has a nice cock, he’s thick and long. I like him to start by fucking me from behind until I’m really wet then on my back I spread my legs wide open and he sucks and licks my smooth pussy, he likes my taste. He says he likes to fucks me in the missionary position, to watch my smiling face and my 34B tits shuddering each time he rams his cock into me. He keeps fucking me until I get a really good deep orgasm then he backs off and rhythmically fucks me still on back until he orgasms – shooting his semen deep into my vagina – he keeps fucking me this way until his erection gets a bit softer and his cum dribbles out of my cunt, forming a big wet patch on our sheets. At the end he licks and sucks my cum soaked cunt, enjoying the sweet cocktail of his semen and my vaginal saliva, then we cuddle up and fall asleep. Later we get up, he doesn’t wash, he prefers to keep my smell on his body and my taste in his mouth – he makes coffee for us and we have breakfast with the k**s. It’s a nice morning ritual.
He gives me good sex and I enjoy it. But, every few months, I just want to be being fucked by random young men, or well-hung boys – no names, just pure fucking for my personal pleasure and satisfaction.
Today’s Boy was due to arrive in about an hour. I got undressed and had a long shower and shaved again my smooth labia lips, I leave a neat little triangle of close trimmed hair pointing down to my hooded clitoris. I enjoy being naked, I know I’ve got a good body that men like. At home I wear as little clothing as possible giving my husband secret views of my tits and my pussy, we’re cool and pretend it’s nothing. I like being naked in hotel rooms and at the beach and the feeling of men staring at me, perving at my tits and trying to get a glimpse my pussy, it excites me to see their cocks getting bigger as I open my legs and touch myself and watching them masturbate – again, we pretend it’s nothing. My husband is always encouraging me, “darling your naked body looks great, cute firm tits, slightly puffy nipples and really full labia lips smooth and hairless, I love it when you’re naked” – and…..so do I.
Usually, I get a different boy each time, it avoids attachment – I just want to be fucked, I don’t want attachments. But, despite my “rule”, this Boy fucked me a few months ago, and he was good – almost 17 years old but “fully formed” in every way, he’s hung like a horse. I’ve had two other boys since him, but I really wanted his cock inside me again. At home, when my husband is fucking me, I like to think of this boy fucking me, and cumming deep inside me, filling my thirsty vagina with his hot semen - so I smile to my husband and moan, and push my body into him – the memory gives me a deep orgasm.
I connected my laptop to the hotel’s rather large tv screen using an HDMI cable I bought with me. I selected a movie featuring a woman about my age in a bisexual wife sharing scenario. Wife invites her gay friend to dinner at their home. At dinner they fool around, bit by bit they shed most of their clothes, the husband gets naked and goes for a swim. The wife who is masturbating her friend’s very impressive erection, tells him to join her husband in the pool. They suck and masturbate of masturbating and frottaging their penises. The wife is naked and she masturbates watching her husband fucking her friend in the ass, then she sucks gay her friend’s cock to cum in her mouth. It’s a familiar scenario that I enjoy, I lay back on the sheets, naked, casually masturbate myself – massaging virgin olive oil into my labia.
The Boy messages me as we arranged and a few minutes later he was at the door. I was glad he was a bit early, I was feeling horny and getting well primed – I open the door still naked, my nipples erect with sexual excitement - my fingers wet with my vaginal saliva. He smiled, I step forward into the corridor and pulled his head to my face and kissed him deeply on the mouth, then I pushed my fingers into his mouth to sucked them. When I was satisfied, I turned and walked back into the room, saying,
“Come on in.” that’s a double entendre, then added, “It’s lovely to see you again.”
“Thanks, nice to see you too.” He kissed me on the back of my shoulder, saying, “You sure taste nice.”
I turned, he was smiling – what boy wouldn’t be smiling when presented with a naked horny cougar MILF in a hotel room?
“I didn’t think I’d see you again.” he said,
I smiled “Oh really? Did you miss me?” I said with a pretend frown,
“Oh yeah” he crooned, “I sure did miss you.” he reached out and massaged my right breast.
I turned away, saying, “Maybe fucking cute young girls you’d forget about this horny old woman?”
“Oh no. The young girls are cute with sweet bodies, but none of them have your total sexual indulgence, your sheer naked pleasure from being fucked. In fact, when I’m fucking them, I close my eyes and think about fucking and cumming inside of you.” then he added, “You’re a good fuck you know?”
“Yeah – I know.” My husband agreed, as did all the men and other young boys who have fucked me.
He looked at the tv screen as the wife is masturbating and watching her husband fucking the gay friend.
“Hmm – home movies I see?” I laughed, this is his special quality, he’s funny, he makes me laugh,
“Haha, yes it could be I suppose, but my husband has a bigger cock than that husband.”
The Boy added, “And you’ve got sweeter tits than her floppy ones.”
I replied, “Actually I rather like women with bigger tits – not huge, they feel soft and comforting.”
We kept watching the screen together – the wife started sucking her gay friend’s cock.
The Boy comments with a smile, “The guy being fucked has a nice cock too, he’s certainly a good mouthful, maybe like your husband?” just then the gay guy’s orgasm erupted into the wife’s mouth.
“Ah wow, that’s nice, he’s got so much cum.” I agreed saying, “Go take a shower lover boy.”
As much as he amuses me, I don’t want conversation, and definitely nothing to do with my family – I’m here to be fucked, not charmed.
He lifted his t-shirt over his head revealing his lovely slim and toned body, I was thinking, “humour is fine, but a hot teen body sure gets me going.” He slipped his shorts to the floor, I smiled at the sight thinking to myself, Wow, he really did have a big boy’s cock. It was at that delicious stage where his cock is transitioning from thick into a full-on hard erection. I reached down and push my fingers into my camel toe and fingered my clitoris – my saliva was actually dripping down my legs.
This is why I enjoy young boys so much, they’ve got lovely slim toned bodies and their erections are hard and long lasting, and best of all – they cum in bucket loads of hot fresh semen. And the other best of all, they reload quickly, and cum again, and again, and again – I love young cock.
He knows I don’t want conversation - he smiled and went into the bathroom – I followed him. Now I remembered - he has a fantastic butt – firm and rounded, he was standing at the toilet ready to piss. I stood behind him and held his penis just as his piss started to flow. I stopped his flow and turned him around to face me and then let him flow again. His hot urine streamed onto my stomach and ran down into my pussy, then I directed it upwards until he was pissing onto my tits. I don’t regularly go for pissing (well, not anymore) – but I just wanted to feel cheap and slutty, abandon all moral decency – I didn’t care what he thinks of me, he was just an instrument of my pleasure – my sexual servant.
Wordlessly, we shower together. I sucked his cock and took care to wash his penis and his shaved balls thoroughly – equally he took special attention to soap and rinse my labia and my asshole, his fingers penetrating me as he washed me. I stood facing the wall with my arms up high hands on the wall, my legs apart, my butt pushed back, I thrilled with the physical pleasure of feeling his cock entering my body – again, then again and again, at last he was fucking me again– his fat cock felt so good inside of me.
(Note to Self: I really like being fucked standing up in a shower, must do it more often.)
Now that he was deep inside of me, I realized just how tense and pent up I was for this – how much I needed to be fucked like this, to let my inner slut run free for the afternoon. The Boy fucked me good and hard in the shower, crashing his body into mine, my feet slipped and even left the floor each time he pounded into me, there was a loud slapping sound as his body hit my wet buttocks, my tits were streaming with shower water, shuddered and vibrating with each thrust.
This Boy definitely had the biggest penis of all the other boys that had fucked me - so far. Still, he was nothing to me - just a flesh and blood fucking machine with a magnificent erection and huge balls that delivered bucket loads of delicious sweet semen. It sure felt good to have this Boy fucking me again.
We made a vague attempt at getting dried and then went to the bed – I really wanted to masturbate him and to feel his cock filling my mouth. He lay on his back and I sat between his legs, I needed both hands to hold his penis and to masturbate him properly. I noisily sucked the stream of clear salty pre-cum that gathered on the eye of his penis. My legs were wide apart, and I made sure that the Boy had a good view of my gaping pink inner lips - his target for the afternoon.
When he couldn’t wait any longer, he virtually threw my body onto the bed, lying on my back he spread my legs wide apart, knelt on the floor and dragged me by my hips until his mouth was firmly pressed into my wet cunt, his tongue licking and exploring deep into my vagina. He sucked me hard, from my asshole, deep between my lips and then flicking and sucking my fully extended clitoris - I orgasmed almost immediately, filling his mouth with a rush of my sweet tasting fluid flowing from my vagina – he looked up and smiled, his face wet and shining – I laughed, I was surprised how much my orgasm had ejaculated. I ulled his head hard into my pussy and him pushed it up and down, I wanted him to suck me hard – soon another orgasm shuddered through my body – I moaned loudly. I love oral orgasms.
Now I wanted him to fucking me, starting with fucking me from behind - doggie style. I love it when my husband fucks me this way. He tells me how he loves the way my vagina swallows his entire penis, and then as he pulls back, my inner labia lips – the pink ones - stretched and wrapped around his penis which is wet and shiny from my fluids. For the Boy, I knelt with my legs wide apart, my elbows on the bed, my ass up in the air, my cunt was aching for his thick erection to split me open. Without warning he violently plunged his cock deep into my body – it was like being fucked with a baseball bat - a single powerful thrust. He crushed my cervix (the poor thing always gets beaten up by men with big cocks).
If I took a pounding being fucked in the shower, now he was definitely beating me up in the bedroom. As he fucked me from behind I orgasmed again – cumming very hard, shuddering through my whole body, I moaned and bucked and jolted my body so hard his penis slipped out of my cunt – he got it back in quick enough. Later, I sat facing him as a cowgirl slut, my tits were now bouncing up and down as I was grinding my clitoris into his pelvic bone – I called out as another orgasm ripped through me. Closing my eyes I smiled and conjuring images of my husband fucking me like this - I had another orgasm – now I was getting orgasm exhaustion. The Boy fucked me over and over – now I was like a rag doll, lying flat on my front with a pillow to elevate my hips, my legs spread wide open - a starfish pose - with the Boy fucking me real hard from behind, crash crash crash into my sore cunt and my aching legs and body.
He grabbed me by the shoulder and flipped me over, spread my legs wide apart – my sore body was limp, I was beyond caring any more. He knelt between my legs, holding his erection and sliding it up and down my pussy lips. I was tired and not so wet anymore, but my vaginal opening was fully stretched and gaping wide, ready to receive his fat cock again. The Boy looked straight into my face and smiled as he pushed himself into my aching body. I wasn’t smiling any more – my body was aching from being beaten up in full force sex. It was not just my labia lips that were red raw, inside my vaginal walls were swollen and ravaged, my tits were beaten and bruised from his incent sucking and chewing my nipples (I don’t particularly like my nipples being worked, but when men are fucking me they always do it, so I just put up with it). He fucked me this way for a while. I didn’t pass out, but I don’t remember much of this stage - and then with a huge shudder and loud grunting and groaning, his orgasm ejaculated a jet stream of hot semen into me, he was cumming like a garden hose. I pulled his hips hard into my body, I wanted to feel his hot semen spraying against my cervix.
I was exhausted but feeling well serviced and sexually satisfied – I was now calmer and more relaxed, this is just what I wanted, what I needed – I was feeling well and truly fucked – and happy.
He wrapped his arms around me, and we lay face to face, silent in the hot sticky air. We started kissing, gently at first, romantically, but soon my lust flowed again, and I hungrily kissed him on the mouth, he responded in kind – I tasted his sweet young boy saliva. We kissed madly like this for a while, consuming each other’s mouth, it was a natural extension of our fucking. When I’d had enough, I turned over facing the other way, smiling to myself and looking at the blue sky and fluffy clouds out the window. The Boy wrapped his body along mine, his penis still large but softer now, nestled it between my buttocks and lying along asshole and my vaginal opening – his cock guarding the entrance. Now we relaxed, I treasure the feeling of the man who’s been fucking me, wrapping his body around mine – I went to sleep.
I woke up – looking at the sky I could tell that now it was late afternoon – the Boy seemed to be sleeping and still wrapped around my body. I reached out and got my phone and rang my husband. I asked him to pick up the k**s from school – he agreed – I didn’t offer a reason for my lateness, and he didn’t ask. We chatted a bit about stuff - I supposed that the Boy could hear my husband’s voice, but he said nothing. While I was talking to my husband, I opened my legs and reached down and found the Boy’s cock, he was still thick but softer now, it was wet and very sticky from the combination of my vaginal saliva and his semen. My husband talked about something while I masturbated the Boy’s swelling cock. We said our goodbyes and I slipped down and started to suck the Boy, I wanted to taste him, I wanted his cock to swell in my mouth, I wanted him to fuck me again, starting with doggie - again. A few hours later, I got home – I hadn’t showered or washed, I knew that my breath smelled of the Boy’s semen, my mouth tasted of his semen and my vagina was full and leaking with three big loads of the Boy’s thick sticky semen, I could feel his sperm swimming around deep inside my vagina looking to fertilize my eggs.
I wanted my husband to discover it, to smell me, to taste me and then to punish his slut wife by rough fucking me while he forced me to tell him every detail of my afternoon – we get to enjoy it together.
PS: my husband and I have agreed - cheating is destructive in a marriage, and the worst cheating is lying, the destruction of trust. Lying either by telling untruths or by not saying anything at all – so we never cheat.
It was late morning when I checked into a local 3-star hotel – it was a new modern hotel, nicely fitted out rooms and spacious bathrooms. Checking in with no luggage didn’t raise any eyebrows, I suspect they have a reasonable number of afternoon bookings. I like being as high up in the building as possible – that way I’m sure no one will be peeking through the window. Of course, I could just close the curtains but, I like having a nice view while I’m being fucked.
I had dropped the k**s at school earlier in the morning and my husband went to a meeting that would take most of the day so I had time on my hands. On Sunday husband and I had good sex for an hour or so in the morning, he has a nice cock, he’s thick and long. I like him to start by fucking me from behind until I’m really wet then on my back I spread my legs wide open and he sucks and licks my smooth pussy, he likes my taste. He says he likes to fucks me in the missionary position, to watch my smiling face and my 34B tits shuddering each time he rams his cock into me. He keeps fucking me until I get a really good deep orgasm then he backs off and rhythmically fucks me still on back until he orgasms – shooting his semen deep into my vagina – he keeps fucking me this way until his erection gets a bit softer and his cum dribbles out of my cunt, forming a big wet patch on our sheets. At the end he licks and sucks my cum soaked cunt, enjoying the sweet cocktail of his semen and my vaginal saliva, then we cuddle up and fall asleep. Later we get up, he doesn’t wash, he prefers to keep my smell on his body and my taste in his mouth – he makes coffee for us and we have breakfast with the k**s. It’s a nice morning ritual.
He gives me good sex and I enjoy it. But, every few months, I just want to be being fucked by random young men, or well-hung boys – no names, just pure fucking for my personal pleasure and satisfaction.
Today’s Boy was due to arrive in about an hour. I got undressed and had a long shower and shaved again my smooth labia lips, I leave a neat little triangle of close trimmed hair pointing down to my hooded clitoris. I enjoy being naked, I know I’ve got a good body that men like. At home I wear as little clothing as possible giving my husband secret views of my tits and my pussy, we’re cool and pretend it’s nothing. I like being naked in hotel rooms and at the beach and the feeling of men staring at me, perving at my tits and trying to get a glimpse my pussy, it excites me to see their cocks getting bigger as I open my legs and touch myself and watching them masturbate – again, we pretend it’s nothing. My husband is always encouraging me, “darling your naked body looks great, cute firm tits, slightly puffy nipples and really full labia lips smooth and hairless, I love it when you’re naked” – and…..so do I.
Usually, I get a different boy each time, it avoids attachment – I just want to be fucked, I don’t want attachments. But, despite my “rule”, this Boy fucked me a few months ago, and he was good – almost 17 years old but “fully formed” in every way, he’s hung like a horse. I’ve had two other boys since him, but I really wanted his cock inside me again. At home, when my husband is fucking me, I like to think of this boy fucking me, and cumming deep inside me, filling my thirsty vagina with his hot semen - so I smile to my husband and moan, and push my body into him – the memory gives me a deep orgasm.
I connected my laptop to the hotel’s rather large tv screen using an HDMI cable I bought with me. I selected a movie featuring a woman about my age in a bisexual wife sharing scenario. Wife invites her gay friend to dinner at their home. At dinner they fool around, bit by bit they shed most of their clothes, the husband gets naked and goes for a swim. The wife who is masturbating her friend’s very impressive erection, tells him to join her husband in the pool. They suck and masturbate of masturbating and frottaging their penises. The wife is naked and she masturbates watching her husband fucking her friend in the ass, then she sucks gay her friend’s cock to cum in her mouth. It’s a familiar scenario that I enjoy, I lay back on the sheets, naked, casually masturbate myself – massaging virgin olive oil into my labia.
The Boy messages me as we arranged and a few minutes later he was at the door. I was glad he was a bit early, I was feeling horny and getting well primed – I open the door still naked, my nipples erect with sexual excitement - my fingers wet with my vaginal saliva. He smiled, I step forward into the corridor and pulled his head to my face and kissed him deeply on the mouth, then I pushed my fingers into his mouth to sucked them. When I was satisfied, I turned and walked back into the room, saying,
“Come on in.” that’s a double entendre, then added, “It’s lovely to see you again.”
“Thanks, nice to see you too.” He kissed me on the back of my shoulder, saying, “You sure taste nice.”
I turned, he was smiling – what boy wouldn’t be smiling when presented with a naked horny cougar MILF in a hotel room?
“I didn’t think I’d see you again.” he said,
I smiled “Oh really? Did you miss me?” I said with a pretend frown,
“Oh yeah” he crooned, “I sure did miss you.” he reached out and massaged my right breast.
I turned away, saying, “Maybe fucking cute young girls you’d forget about this horny old woman?”
“Oh no. The young girls are cute with sweet bodies, but none of them have your total sexual indulgence, your sheer naked pleasure from being fucked. In fact, when I’m fucking them, I close my eyes and think about fucking and cumming inside of you.” then he added, “You’re a good fuck you know?”
“Yeah – I know.” My husband agreed, as did all the men and other young boys who have fucked me.
He looked at the tv screen as the wife is masturbating and watching her husband fucking the gay friend.
“Hmm – home movies I see?” I laughed, this is his special quality, he’s funny, he makes me laugh,
“Haha, yes it could be I suppose, but my husband has a bigger cock than that husband.”
The Boy added, “And you’ve got sweeter tits than her floppy ones.”
I replied, “Actually I rather like women with bigger tits – not huge, they feel soft and comforting.”
We kept watching the screen together – the wife started sucking her gay friend’s cock.
The Boy comments with a smile, “The guy being fucked has a nice cock too, he’s certainly a good mouthful, maybe like your husband?” just then the gay guy’s orgasm erupted into the wife’s mouth.
“Ah wow, that’s nice, he’s got so much cum.” I agreed saying, “Go take a shower lover boy.”
As much as he amuses me, I don’t want conversation, and definitely nothing to do with my family – I’m here to be fucked, not charmed.
He lifted his t-shirt over his head revealing his lovely slim and toned body, I was thinking, “humour is fine, but a hot teen body sure gets me going.” He slipped his shorts to the floor, I smiled at the sight thinking to myself, Wow, he really did have a big boy’s cock. It was at that delicious stage where his cock is transitioning from thick into a full-on hard erection. I reached down and push my fingers into my camel toe and fingered my clitoris – my saliva was actually dripping down my legs.
This is why I enjoy young boys so much, they’ve got lovely slim toned bodies and their erections are hard and long lasting, and best of all – they cum in bucket loads of hot fresh semen. And the other best of all, they reload quickly, and cum again, and again, and again – I love young cock.
He knows I don’t want conversation - he smiled and went into the bathroom – I followed him. Now I remembered - he has a fantastic butt – firm and rounded, he was standing at the toilet ready to piss. I stood behind him and held his penis just as his piss started to flow. I stopped his flow and turned him around to face me and then let him flow again. His hot urine streamed onto my stomach and ran down into my pussy, then I directed it upwards until he was pissing onto my tits. I don’t regularly go for pissing (well, not anymore) – but I just wanted to feel cheap and slutty, abandon all moral decency – I didn’t care what he thinks of me, he was just an instrument of my pleasure – my sexual servant.
Wordlessly, we shower together. I sucked his cock and took care to wash his penis and his shaved balls thoroughly – equally he took special attention to soap and rinse my labia and my asshole, his fingers penetrating me as he washed me. I stood facing the wall with my arms up high hands on the wall, my legs apart, my butt pushed back, I thrilled with the physical pleasure of feeling his cock entering my body – again, then again and again, at last he was fucking me again– his fat cock felt so good inside of me.
(Note to Self: I really like being fucked standing up in a shower, must do it more often.)
Now that he was deep inside of me, I realized just how tense and pent up I was for this – how much I needed to be fucked like this, to let my inner slut run free for the afternoon. The Boy fucked me good and hard in the shower, crashing his body into mine, my feet slipped and even left the floor each time he pounded into me, there was a loud slapping sound as his body hit my wet buttocks, my tits were streaming with shower water, shuddered and vibrating with each thrust.
This Boy definitely had the biggest penis of all the other boys that had fucked me - so far. Still, he was nothing to me - just a flesh and blood fucking machine with a magnificent erection and huge balls that delivered bucket loads of delicious sweet semen. It sure felt good to have this Boy fucking me again.
We made a vague attempt at getting dried and then went to the bed – I really wanted to masturbate him and to feel his cock filling my mouth. He lay on his back and I sat between his legs, I needed both hands to hold his penis and to masturbate him properly. I noisily sucked the stream of clear salty pre-cum that gathered on the eye of his penis. My legs were wide apart, and I made sure that the Boy had a good view of my gaping pink inner lips - his target for the afternoon.
When he couldn’t wait any longer, he virtually threw my body onto the bed, lying on my back he spread my legs wide apart, knelt on the floor and dragged me by my hips until his mouth was firmly pressed into my wet cunt, his tongue licking and exploring deep into my vagina. He sucked me hard, from my asshole, deep between my lips and then flicking and sucking my fully extended clitoris - I orgasmed almost immediately, filling his mouth with a rush of my sweet tasting fluid flowing from my vagina – he looked up and smiled, his face wet and shining – I laughed, I was surprised how much my orgasm had ejaculated. I ulled his head hard into my pussy and him pushed it up and down, I wanted him to suck me hard – soon another orgasm shuddered through my body – I moaned loudly. I love oral orgasms.
Now I wanted him to fucking me, starting with fucking me from behind - doggie style. I love it when my husband fucks me this way. He tells me how he loves the way my vagina swallows his entire penis, and then as he pulls back, my inner labia lips – the pink ones - stretched and wrapped around his penis which is wet and shiny from my fluids. For the Boy, I knelt with my legs wide apart, my elbows on the bed, my ass up in the air, my cunt was aching for his thick erection to split me open. Without warning he violently plunged his cock deep into my body – it was like being fucked with a baseball bat - a single powerful thrust. He crushed my cervix (the poor thing always gets beaten up by men with big cocks).
If I took a pounding being fucked in the shower, now he was definitely beating me up in the bedroom. As he fucked me from behind I orgasmed again – cumming very hard, shuddering through my whole body, I moaned and bucked and jolted my body so hard his penis slipped out of my cunt – he got it back in quick enough. Later, I sat facing him as a cowgirl slut, my tits were now bouncing up and down as I was grinding my clitoris into his pelvic bone – I called out as another orgasm ripped through me. Closing my eyes I smiled and conjuring images of my husband fucking me like this - I had another orgasm – now I was getting orgasm exhaustion. The Boy fucked me over and over – now I was like a rag doll, lying flat on my front with a pillow to elevate my hips, my legs spread wide open - a starfish pose - with the Boy fucking me real hard from behind, crash crash crash into my sore cunt and my aching legs and body.
He grabbed me by the shoulder and flipped me over, spread my legs wide apart – my sore body was limp, I was beyond caring any more. He knelt between my legs, holding his erection and sliding it up and down my pussy lips. I was tired and not so wet anymore, but my vaginal opening was fully stretched and gaping wide, ready to receive his fat cock again. The Boy looked straight into my face and smiled as he pushed himself into my aching body. I wasn’t smiling any more – my body was aching from being beaten up in full force sex. It was not just my labia lips that were red raw, inside my vaginal walls were swollen and ravaged, my tits were beaten and bruised from his incent sucking and chewing my nipples (I don’t particularly like my nipples being worked, but when men are fucking me they always do it, so I just put up with it). He fucked me this way for a while. I didn’t pass out, but I don’t remember much of this stage - and then with a huge shudder and loud grunting and groaning, his orgasm ejaculated a jet stream of hot semen into me, he was cumming like a garden hose. I pulled his hips hard into my body, I wanted to feel his hot semen spraying against my cervix.
I was exhausted but feeling well serviced and sexually satisfied – I was now calmer and more relaxed, this is just what I wanted, what I needed – I was feeling well and truly fucked – and happy.
He wrapped his arms around me, and we lay face to face, silent in the hot sticky air. We started kissing, gently at first, romantically, but soon my lust flowed again, and I hungrily kissed him on the mouth, he responded in kind – I tasted his sweet young boy saliva. We kissed madly like this for a while, consuming each other’s mouth, it was a natural extension of our fucking. When I’d had enough, I turned over facing the other way, smiling to myself and looking at the blue sky and fluffy clouds out the window. The Boy wrapped his body along mine, his penis still large but softer now, nestled it between my buttocks and lying along asshole and my vaginal opening – his cock guarding the entrance. Now we relaxed, I treasure the feeling of the man who’s been fucking me, wrapping his body around mine – I went to sleep.
I woke up – looking at the sky I could tell that now it was late afternoon – the Boy seemed to be sleeping and still wrapped around my body. I reached out and got my phone and rang my husband. I asked him to pick up the k**s from school – he agreed – I didn’t offer a reason for my lateness, and he didn’t ask. We chatted a bit about stuff - I supposed that the Boy could hear my husband’s voice, but he said nothing. While I was talking to my husband, I opened my legs and reached down and found the Boy’s cock, he was still thick but softer now, it was wet and very sticky from the combination of my vaginal saliva and his semen. My husband talked about something while I masturbated the Boy’s swelling cock. We said our goodbyes and I slipped down and started to suck the Boy, I wanted to taste him, I wanted his cock to swell in my mouth, I wanted him to fuck me again, starting with doggie - again. A few hours later, I got home – I hadn’t showered or washed, I knew that my breath smelled of the Boy’s semen, my mouth tasted of his semen and my vagina was full and leaking with three big loads of the Boy’s thick sticky semen, I could feel his sperm swimming around deep inside my vagina looking to fertilize my eggs.
I wanted my husband to discover it, to smell me, to taste me and then to punish his slut wife by rough fucking me while he forced me to tell him every detail of my afternoon – we get to enjoy it together.
PS: my husband and I have agreed - cheating is destructive in a marriage, and the worst cheating is lying, the destruction of trust. Lying either by telling untruths or by not saying anything at all – so we never cheat.
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