I’d been looking forward to this all week. We’d been messaging back and forth, each more suggestive than the last. Excitement in otherwise uneventful days at work.
Instead of going home after work, we decided to meet again at a mid-level commuter hotel nearby.
She was already there, waiting in the lobby. And looking irresistible. She wore some jewelry, heels and a conservative black dress. The dress flattered her thick butt and thighs. Her black hair was worn down, straight.
We wasted no time and went upstairs to the room she’d prepared. Upon arrival, she made her way to the bathroom. “I’m going to get more comfortable,” she announced. I made my way to the edge of the bed and removed my shoes. Moments later, she emerged.
Wearing only black lace bra and panties. Very classic and simple lingerie and it looked absolutely stunning on her.
She placed her hands on the bed between my legs, leaning over just enough to accentuate her cleavage in my face.
“How about I see that big dick of yours?”
She got on all fours as I took off my shirt. She planted a few wet kisses on my stomach, then undid my belt. Then, she very assertively pulled off my jeans and underwear. I was already hard with excitement.
Looking into my eyes, she traced her tongue along my balls and the under side of my shaft. She continued to give an amazing blowjob, keeping me just at the cusp.
She sat astride me and I simply pushed her lace aside. She was unthinkably wet and I easily slid into her.
For the next few glorious minutes, she made the perfect rhythm, writhing on top of me.
“I want to taste your pussy.”
“Okay, where?”
“Get on that chair.”
She strut across the room and laid back in the chair. Her fingers teased herself.
I got to my knees and buried my face in her. I quickly pulled off her black lace panties and tossed them aside. Everything about the way she tasted was perfect.
Soon, I stood up and grabbed her wide hips, pulling her close. This time I entered her and pulled her legs up to my shoulders.
Changing up positions again, this time she stood and leaned against the desk.
“Pull my hair,” she muttered as I fucked her from behind. I did. She gasped approvingly.
Leaning against the desk, we knocked the lamp over. The stationary went flying off the desk. She screamed, loudly. This was way more fun than at home.
“When I cum, I want you to swallow every drop,” demanded.
“Fuck yes. I’m gonna suck that big cock dry.”
I love it when she talks dirty like this. Usually we’re keeping things quiet.
“Crawl over to the couch,” I demanded next.
“Okay,” she replied, a little breathless. Her face was red and flushed. Sweat beaded on her back. I savored the sight of her thick ass as she crawled on all fours over to the couch.
What happens next was raw and intense.
She was bent over the couch, back arched and fully exposed. I grabbed and pushed a coffee table out of the way, expect it was a little more forceful than I anticipated- the table went tumbling across the room.
I stood behind her, gave her a few hungry licks and touched her pussy. Slippery and wet. I found a familiar rhythm that I knew she enjoyed.
“You’re gonna make me cum,” she said. I didn’t stop and couldn’t believe how wet she was. Her inner thighs were soaked, dripping to her knees. Next time I have to take a picture, I thought. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” she announced, breathlessly.
Not missing a beat, I entered her from behind. I gave her ass a smack. “Fucking do that again,” she demanded. I did. And another. And another. And another until I could see a bright red palm print. Each to an excited shriek.
“I’m going to fucking cum,” I grunted, knowing it was inevitable. She started to turned around, expecting me in her mouth. Unable to hold back anymore, I did cum, in a couple of spurts. Except instead of her mouth, it went just about everywhere else. Her shoulder. And her chin. And the couch. Whoops.
Being the badass she is, she ignored the mess and put me in her mouth, still throbbing.
We laid on the bed to cool down, breathing heavily. “Time to get back to the house,” we agreed. We hastily tidied up the room and left a huge tip for the cleaning staff.
*****
*My wife and I are average suburbanites in our mid-thirties; kids, dog, house, et. cetera. I’m white, average build, about six feet tall. Mrs Ordinary is mixed Asian-Native American, with light brown skin, long black hair and on the thicker side of average- she has small, perky breasts and a big butt.*
*My wife, Mrs Candid Ordinary is the real star of this story. Every once in a while, we’ll take an in-town hotel getaway to do just this. I highly recommend it for those couples looking to break from their routine.*
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k6r4m0/its_better_here_than_at_home_kinky_hotel_mf