My wife and I got a steal on a hotel room in the city. She had a new dress that was mid-thigh and flowy . Really cute/sexy. We checked in and went for dinner. Nothing out of the ordinary. We touched, kissed, and chatted but all pretty common. Some cool new places for dinner and after dinner drinks. So not a routine night.
By the time our Lyft picked us up to go back to the hotel we were tipsy and a bit handsy. I was rubbing her pussy through crotchless panties (nice surprise) in the back seat of the Lyft. She was using her nails on the underside of my cock through my stretch jeans. Felt amazing.
She’s 5’11 (think Liz Phair) and I’m 5’8’ (think Johnny Depp’s not so hot brother) – not story book stats but we have a connection. Doesn’t seem to matter. I’m the rock star and she’s the super model. Not true but a reasonable analogy. So it easy for me to finger her while we make out sloppy in the car. Hearts beating. Full of lust.
Anyway. The hotel part. We share the elevator with other guests and behave. When we get off the elevator on our floor we immediately start making out. We love the risk of being caught. There is a glass table with a lamp and throne like velvet chairs on either side of the table. It’s about 11:55 pm.
She says, “I want your my cock in my mouth.” I sit on the chair to the right of the elevator and undo my pants. No underwear. Precum all over. She bends at waist and starts sucking. She’s great at it. Sucking and tongue working around tip. Her right hand is working on her pussy. Left hand propping her up. Felt amazing. I was groping her tits. Eraser nipples behind her dress and a lacy bralet.
She’s done with sucking and straddles me. Lifts her dress and sits on my oozing cock. She’s not bouncing, but grinding. Feels great to her and I can go forever this way. She’s moaning. I’m kissing and sucking her neck.
Suddenly the elevator “dings” and we bust apart. I go left to the stair well. Fully erect and exposed. She spins and sits on the chair, greeting our floor mates cheerfully. I hide in the stair well.
When I come out of the stairwell I’m still hard, and she’s laughing. She bends at the waist and sucks my cock for a bit. We head to our room. We stop in the ice room and I fuck her from behind until I’m about to come. Then we go to our room — groping each other the whole way.
Once we get to the room it’s toys, champagne and orgasms. All better from the foreplay! Hotels are the best.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j3nuea/mf_sexcapades_with_hotel_room