I look at you in a hotel lobby, and I see you eyeing me for a while. I give you a small, sexy smile. I write you my room number on a serviette. I walk up to you, brush past you and drop it into your hand. I don’t know if you were going to take me up on my offer but I was waiting in my room.
I noticed you had a wedding ring on so I looked curiously at it. You tell me, “My wife’s out of town.” I’m OK with that and I softly go up to you. You don’t kiss me. You don’t handle me too roughly, just very firmly and sure of what you want.
I don’t say anything, and I just look at you. The entire situation turned me on a lot and we cut the foreplay at the start and just get down to hardcore fucking. You don’t say much too, but I can tell that you are very into it.
It’s very quiet and we’re both just enjoying the very rawness of the sex. But when you cum, you let out just that one moan that conveyed how much your body wanted that release in me. For me, I just enjoyed being your mistress for the day.
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I spotted you in the same lobby another day, looking like nothing ever got to you. I was staring when you suddenly look up and see me.
You don’t smile at all this time, but you stand up, walk over and grab me by the elbow. “Follow me upstairs now.” My spine shivers when I hear you say that, and my legs can’t help but move by themselves.
I see a bulge growing and I can’t help but get more turned on the more I look at it. We both can’t wait to get to the room. Once we get into the room, you put my hands behind my back and grip my hands by the wrists. “You can’t run anywhere and you can’t do anything apart from what I tell you to.” I think I looked a little afraid but I was really enjoying it. You started to move us slowly to the bed, one step a time without letting go of my wrists.
Finally we hit the threshold of the bed, and you push us both down onto the bed. I feel your entire body on mine, and it made mine catch fire.
You put one hand between my legs and dip two fingers just into my pussy. “How are you already this wet?” I start blushing a bit because I really had no excuses for myself. You smirk and push my legs wide apart. I get really excited because that’s what I like doing the most: spreading my legs far apart for my lover. “And with a married man, you have no shame,” you slyly tease me.
You lean in with your dick pressed on my lower lips. And with your touch I feel electricity shoot through my pussy. It made me twitch a little. You lean down further to smell my neck. But I can’t contain it any longer and I struggle a bit. “Please… put it in already, I need… to feel you inside me.”
You don’t say a second word, and slide right into me. It was very warm and grippy; you almost lose control in that first instance. You let out a long, deep and quiet moan, my breathing becomes increasingly shallow. “Your pussy is so good and tight.” It was hard to start moving because it was tight and warm. I start shifting around a little because I want to feel more, then we both start rocking a little, and then more. All this while you are still holding onto my wrists and I can’t move anything except my hips.
Very soon I feel you on the edge, and I was near it too. I can’t help but start to squeeze my vaginal muscles. I want to push you over the edge; it made me feel more of you inside, and I feel you grow even harder inside.
I whimper, “I want to feel your cum inside me.” But you say, “No slut. I want to finish on your facial face.” When you were almost there, you quickly pull out and cum so hard all over my breasts. Some of it gets onto my face, and I can’t help but stick my tongue out. I want to know what you tasted like. What I didn’t catch with my tongue, I pick it up with my finger and put it on my tongue.
I don’t know a thing about you, but I know what you tasted like – and that was enough for the afternoon.
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*I wrote this story for my man but as I was writing it, I thought to share it because I thought it was really hot. He likes these themes and some of the dialogue was what he replied. I don’t like role-playing about affairs; but he doesn’t know the twist was that I wrote the story keeping in mind his wife was role-playing as his mistress. Role-play-ceptionnn*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cpam61/extramarital_encounters_mf_cheating