[F] My Husband Received Snapchats from Across the Country of me Getting Pounded in a Hotel Room by a Stranger.

Hi everyone, this story is from before pandemic times – I worked as a flight attendant, and I would (often) hook-up with people when staying the night away from home.

My husband knew about this – and I would give him all the details of my escapades. Sometimes I would tell him through text, or tell him when I got home. This time was different.

On one of my flights, there was a particularly attractive man, around 10-15 years older than me. He caught my attention while he was boarding, and I couldn’t help but notice him sizing me up while I was doing the pre-flight announcements.

My interactions with him during the flight were very pleasant – he smiled at me a lot and told me where he was going, a little bit about his life. There’s not too much time to chat one-on-one on a crowded plane.

Fast forward to when we had landed – I was in the airport and heading toward the entrance so I could get our company cab to the hotel that was booked for us, when I bumped into the attractive man from my flight.

He waved at me, I waved back, and we struck up a conversation. He told me he had been traveling for business, and we chatted about the local area. It went well, he told me that he was just about to go to his hotel and he asked me if I had any plans or was meeting anyone.

I told him I had no plans, and he gave me his hotel and room number. He told me he would be there all evening, and if I wanted to come over for a drink I was more than welcome. I thanked him, I told him I would consider it, and went to my cab.

I got to my hotel, checked in, and went to my room. My mind was already made up – I was definitely going to his room. I showered, did my hair, and freshened up. I put on a dress (more casual than I would have liked), and did my makeup. I told my husband I was meeting up with someone from a flight, although I received no response yet.

Around 8:00 that evening I called a cab and got to his hotel. I had butterflies – I was nervous. I didn’t know if anything would even happen, but I was hopeful.

I found his door number and knocked. He answered, and immediately sized me up. He welcomed me, I smiled and greeted him, and he walked me inside.

His hotel room was clearly expensive – it was a massive suite, hot tub and all. It was clear he was very well-off.

He said he didn’t think that I would show up, but I told him that I didn’t want to spend the evening alone in my room. He laughed, and we chatted.

He poured me a glass of wine, and we sat and chatted. He was single, and a wealthy, mostly retired, business owner. He played a few different sports recreationally, which was no lie based on his body. I told him about my work, my hobbies and interests. Things were going well.

He poured me up another glass of wine, and finally pointed out my ring. He said he had to ask about it. I laughed, smiled, and told him not to worry about it. He was happy to leave it at that.

I asked if he had tried out his hot tub yet, and he said he hadn’t. I suggested we try it out, and he pointed out that I was wearing a dress. I pointed out that clothing can, in fact, come off.

Cut forward around twenty minutes. The hot tub is ready, and I immediately undress right there. He was stunned, but I stripped nude. I put one foot in, and asked if he would be joining me. He did.

Once in the hot tub, we drank our wine and moved close together. He was feeling my body and breasts, and we started making out. The next thing I know, I’m on top of him, kissing him. I can feel his hard cock rubbing against my ass, and I purposely allow it to poke my pussy while we kiss.
Just when I thought he was as hard as possible, I pressed down on his cock, and he was inside.

I rode him like that for a few minutes, rocking and kissing him, moaning. I was insanely horny, and we finished together. He came inside me (I’m on the pill!) and I had an aggressive orgasm on his cock.

We relaxed a little bit. We drank more wine, and things started to get heated again. We were kissing more – and he was hard, again. Impressive. I suggested we get out, and then we were all over each other.

We made our way to his bed – and I stopped him. I asked that I give him my phone, and that he record him fucking me from behind. He was apprehensive at first, and I explained that I wanted to make sure that my husband could see. He enthusiastically agreed. Kinky bastard.

I gave him my phone, and we started to fuck. Then he started to fuck, hard. I was loud, and he took the perfect opportunity. He recorded it and sent it to my husband, as I asked.

My husband received a 45-second long Snap, out of the blue, of me getting rammed from behind by this well-endowed, unknown, older man. The video was just me getting slammed – I was still soaking wet from the hot tub, and loudly moaning as he slammed away. I was begging this man to fuck me harder. When I realized he was recording me, I got very turned on and I finished again – hard. I moaned loudly and came on his cock, and this prompted him to finish again (inside!). This was all sent in one Snap to my husband, who adored it.

I’m going to end the story there. :)

The texts from my husband when he opened the Snap were amazing, and it was one of my favourite sexual experiences. My husband saved the snap and I know he still jerks off to it sometimes.

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