Part one here:
Noisy hotel neighbors Pt 1 [MF, female solo, overheard sex] from Erotica
Work was frustrating and she could not maintain focus. All she could think about was the man in the hotel room next to her. She wondered what his mouth would feel like on her pussy, what his cock would taste like in her mouth, At lunch, when she want to use the restroom she realized she has soaked her panties through. And yet work continued brutally.
At the end of the day she went back to her hotel exhausted, showered, shaved the stubble off her pussy, and threw on a long rugby shirt without any panties. She ordered room service and sipped a glass of Pinot noir. She had more work to review, but one glass would take off the edge. No sooner than she ordered food did she hear ridiculously loud music from the hotel room next door. She recognized it as Green Day’s “Brain Stew.”
“I’m having trouble trying to sleep, I’m counting sheep but running out…”
Irritated, she pounded on the wall between their rooms. Nothing. The loud music continued. Last night hearing him fuck his girl turned her on. Today, his music annoyed her, even though she loved the band. She cursed her boss for putting her up in a hotel with eggshell thin walls.
Two songs later and several pounds against the wall later, she stormed down the hall, still in her rugby jersey, barefoot, her red hair damp from the shower. She pounded on his door. A second later the music stopped and the door cracked open. He stood there in a towel, his broad chest still wet from a shower. He ran his hand through his wet hair and gave a sheepish grin. His blue eyes flashed. Immediately, she was disarmed but his smile.
“I’m soooo sorry,” he said genuinely. “I was in the shower and my hearing isn’t so great from my musician days.”
“It’s OK,” she said, suddenly realizing they both stood half naked in a hotel hallway. She saw his eyes travel the length of her muscular legs, past the stiff nipples pushing at the fabric of her shirt, and up to her own blue eyes. She felt very exposed and loved it. She turned to go back to her room, when he reached out and grabbed her wrist.
“Wait, let me make it up to you, let me get dressed and bring over a bottle of wine.”
She laughed. “What kind of woman do you think I am to let a strange man in my room?”
He leaned in close and whispered in her ear, “The kind that cums when she hears fucking from the room next door.” The words and his hot breath on her neck made the hairs rise there. He let go of her wrist and she returned to her room, blushing.
Minutes later, there came a knock at her door. It was room service. She chuckled at her own disappointment. A moment later came a second knock. She opened the door and he walked in, wordlessly. He wore a tight black shirt and the same gray sweatpants he had on that morning.
He threw the door closed and pinned her against the wall. He was only a bit taller than her. She felt his chest against her breasts. He was solid. He held both of her wrists above her head against the wall and kissed her hard. He lingered there then kissed her neck. He caressed her breasts under her shirt, then fell to his knees in front on her. He lifted her jersey exposing her glassy smooth pussy. She felt a drip escape in a long wet string. He caught it with his mouth hungrily, and planted his tongue on her silken heat. She moaned. She could not believe this was real. This handsome man was licking her pussy with the passion of a man who found a waterhole after being lost in the desert. He lifted her leg to open her pussy more to his roving tongue. His hands dug into her buttocks. She came loudly and intensely. He rose and kissed her. She could taste herself off him.
“I hope that makes up for the noise complaint.”
She didn’t know what to say, she just laughed.
“Unless you feel I owe you more…” He fished his cock out of his sweats. Only half erect it was thick as a beer can, and dripping with pre-cum.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z8iu71/noisy_hotel_neighbors_pt_2_mf_oral_cheating
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