Hotwife Fiery Nurse Hotel Romp [MF]

**MEETING FOR DRINKS**

We met on a site dedicated to the swinging lifestyle and we sexted for a while before meeting. She was mildly nerdy, as was I, and so we shared some interests. I was a bull/stag, she was a hotwife, and we both had permission to prowl and play if we saw fit. She was a cute red head with curly hair, bright blue eyes, and a mischievous smile. She was curvy in the right places and carried a little extra weight, but no harm no foul, she was curvaceous and sexy. I’m a six-foot-tall, relatively fit, brown eyed Texan man with a pretty even-keeled attitude about things. I’ve been told my sense of humor is decent and my jawline is strong, so I guess I’ve got that going for me…

We met at a little casual dining restaurant for a few drinks. We both sat in the parking lot and texted each other saying we were here… the nerves were real at this point. We both stepped out of our cars about 30 feet from each other, smiled nervously, and then approached, hugged, and introduced ourselves for the first time in person. She smelled amazing… not like an overpowering perfume but more like subtle flowers and… well… woman. We walked together into the restaurant starting with small talk and anxious jitters.

We took our seat at a booth and the conversation started at a rapid pace. We discussed everything from our childhoods to politics, from work to kinky sex. The sex part we probably could have been quieter about in a public restaurant but regardless, we had great conversations. She was a nurse, and her husband was gone often for his work. They enjoyed swinging but were very selective and focused on quality over quantity. I approached the lifestyle in much the same way. Sex with someone you don’t like or trust is, *surprise surprise*, not fun.

We laughed and shared a couple of drinks. There was definitely an overt attraction and we had become more comfortable around one another in a very short period of time. We both seemed to be honest brokers and, while this was only supposed to be a meet and greet type of situation, we decided to go enjoy each other’s company in a more private setting.

She asked where we should go. “There’s a nice hotel a few blocks away,” I said, and she smirked. We headed that way.

**FIRST HOTEL**

When we arrived, the parking lot was relatively full so we wound up on the back side of the hotel. We parked next to each other and she texted me to come to her car. I obliged and stepped into the passenger seat of her rather nice VW car. She wasted no time pouring herself into me.

She kissed passionately. I’m not the best kisser, not because of technique but I’m just a more stoic kind of fella. I love intimacy, but I’m slow to dive in physically. I quickly warmed up to her though. Her fiendish playful attitude and look pulled me in.

The passion was intense. She was letting loose a pent-up frustration. A longing. And it felt good. Our hands wandered. Her bosom was full and perky, I clawed at her blouse and bra with a firm grip. She ran her hand down the inside of my thigh and felt the bulge of my cock. When she did, she kissed more passionately.

“Lay the seat back,” she commanded. My hand fumbled on the side of the unfamiliar chair, looking for the controls. We both laughed and finally figured it out. Her hand teased the inside of my waistband and electrified my abs… ticklish maybe. She slid my cock out of my boxers with a little help from me and without saying a word immediately started sucking me off.

Her blowjob skills were, hands down, the best I’ve ever seen. I’m above average down there, and she took the whole thing, deep throat, and didn’t even flinch. She slid her thick lips up and down my shaft, occasionally stopping with me deep in her through while she massaged my rod with her tongue.

I’m not the world’s quickest shooter when it comes to BJs, but she definitely had me going. I grabbed a handful of her beautiful curly red hair and held her down a bit. She continued to suck for a few more minutes and I was just too close. This firecracker of a woman was going to have me drained before we even got started.

“Time to get a room?” I asked. She replied, “Oh fuck yes,” and we cleaned up and headed to the hotel lobby.

As we crossed the parking lot, she was a bit ahead of me. I looked to a stairway on the side of the hotel and there was an older gentleman there smoking a cigarette. We will never know for sure, but he watched us knowingly as we walked by and I swear he gave a little nod a sly grin. Guaranteed he was creeping on us. It did not bother either of us really. We found it pretty damned funny actually.

Unfortunately, this hotel was full, so we decided to move down the road to another one.

**SECOND HOTEL**

This hotel was a little pricier, but we were both overflowing with hormones and ready to fuck. We held it together pretty well at the hotel reception desk… the man behind the counter had a good idea of what we were up to based on all our subtle and not-so-subtle interactions with each other.

We entered the elevator and as soon as the doors shut, we started ripping at each other. It was only one floor up to our room, but in the few seconds it took to get to the second story, I had already slid my hand down the front of her pants gripping her wet and intensely hot pussy as she lifted a leg to my side giving me more room to maneuver. She bit my lip when I did. Not too hard, but hard enough for me to fight back and push her against the wall a bit. Like I said, firecracker of a woman!

The mad dash to the door and fumbling with the room key was not unexpected. We entered the room, both looked around, and without saying a word tore into each other. Her blue eyes hungered for me and I dove in. She turned away from me, pressed her ass into me, and I squeezed her large perky tits through her black blouse. She immediately started to shimmy her pants off, there was no stopping this.

She climbed onto the bed and I pressed the head of my thick cock into her hot and already-soaked pussy. She was tight. She stretched her arms out and gripped the bed while I gripped her hips. I was thrusting deep and wildly releasing a lot of pent up frustration. She was loving it.

Also, stupid decision of the night, we had both decided to use a condom; however, we both gave in to our desires and agreed to go bare. It was dumb but it added a level of taboo and excitement that we both got off on that evening. I’ll caveat that by saying that she was unable to get pregnant. I had taken that risk once before and did not want that weighing on my conscious.

My rhythm was thrown off but her sudden scream of ecstasy and an intensely powerful contraction of her pussy. She was suddenly so tight that the pressure was almost too much for my thick cock. Also, her screams were rather loud and while this was a hotel (no stranger to loud sex), I was still a little taken aback.

The waves of her first orgasm passed and I was back to fucking and about to come myself. I could feel that overpowering natural urge take over to just keep fucking… a surge of adrenaline that was reinvigorating and natural. The surge after which you know there’s no turning back, you’re about to cum.

“Where do you want it?”, I asked. She whimpered “wherever you want” and my natural instinct was to fill her with my cum. She wanted it. She could feel me change my pace as I was about to cum and my cock swelled a little harder as it approached. She picked up on the cue and spread her legs a little wider, arched her back a little harder, and asked me to pull her hair. I immediately took a fist full of her hair and exploded deep inside her. It was one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had. The whirlwind of passion, the bare feeling of my cock in her warmth, and the moment of coming together heightened the experience exponentially.

I collapsed on her a little, still hard and slowly throbbing inside her. It was a huge thick load and I knew she was going to be a wet cummy mess afterward. I slowly slid my cock out of her and we both collapsed on the bed next to each other lightly cuddling.

We were both intimately comfortable with each other and the conversation flowed naturally. We talked about life and love and all the good stuff… all the while she was massaging my cock and balls while staring intently. She really made me feel like she was worshiping me in a way. It was pretty bizarre, but also not wholly unwelcome. I don’t usually enjoy a woman being that rough with my jewels, but she really made it work.

After awhile, she noticed I was already hard again and she couldn’t resist wrapping her luscious lips around my cock. Her piercing blue eyes dug into me as I brushed her scarlet hair back from her face. She was one of the few women I’ve ever been with who could actually take all of me in her mouth, deepthroat and all.

I groaned while she worked her magic. I told her I had only really cum once to a blowjob and she giggled, cock in mouth, and raised her head. Still stroking, she told me not to worry about that, she was going to get that cum… and then she went back to deepthroating even more vigorously.

It didn’t take nearly as long as I had expected. I felt myself reaching the point of no return, grabbed her hair again, and she could tell what was about to happen. She must have felt my cock tense up in her mouth. Maybe she could taste the precum. Whatever it was, it gave her reason to suck more intensely.

I couldn’t take it any longer. I erupted into her and she, of her own volition, took me as deep as possible while I throbbed a huge load straight down her throat. I was shocked. I didn’t think a woman could really do that, take a whole load while deep throating. She looked up at me, with watery eyes, swallowed deeply and smiled while wiping the droop from the edge of her lips.

She laid her head on my thigh and went back to massaging my cock. I was in heaven, feeling worshiped, and drained by this magical red head with unparalleled oral skills. We talked a lot for at least the next thirty minutes or so. This time, it was more about me. Why I seemed hesitant or distant physically… not because of the jitters of swinging, but because of something else. We were both very genuine people, so I just opened up as best I could. Hell… she might be the best therapist on the planet really! The blowjob and “tell me about yourself” routine was complimentary!

**The End**

After we talked, cuddled, and she massaged my balls some more, I did cum in her mouth twice more. Once she did most of it on her own, with me still on my back but almost hanging off the side of the bed. The second time I stood over her while she laid on her back and I fingered her wet cum filled pussy with my left hand. What wonderful slimy mess. I would have tried to stop the blowjob/handjob shenanigans and gone back to fuck her, but she stopped me and sucked with purpose. She loved swallowing cum, it was her thing.

It was difficult to describe really, but our connection was quick to form, deep, and trusting. She didn’t get into her past much until our next meeting (which was just as fun and more intimate at her home). I eventually had to move away from that city and will likely never see her again, but I’ll definitely always remember those soul piercing blue eyes, her fiery red hair, unsurpassed oral skills, and our easy-come/easy-go connection that felt so genuine and deep, yet seemed to be just a flash in the pan.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k67jw0/hotwife_fiery_nurse_hotel_romp_mf