Me and my boring husband have been stuck in a rut in every way imaginable for years now. Every day the same. Work, cook, clean, no sex, bed. Repeat. I feel unattractive and unwanted. As he’s working late one evening, as he so often does, I find myself looking for some erotic inspiration as I slide my hands into my silky lace underwear and slowly stroke myself.
I stumble across an internet page for a hotel in mexico stating “COUPLES ONLY, SPICE UP YOUR SEX LIFE” and it peaks my intrigue….this is exactly what I need. I book us the next available flight. We leave next week.
Much to hubby’s annoyance, we arrive on my surprise sex-cation, check into the chic hotel, full of leather and satin from wall to wall, sexy lighting and provocative statues and paintings….I already felt aroused, it’s just a shame it wasn’t by my husband….
We get changed and decide to explore the pool area….we walk around the circumference of the heart shaped pool looking for a good spot, surrounded by the most beautiful men and women I’d ever seen, all wearing next to nothing and with a sexually charged vibe in the air. That’s when I saw you…
You were tall, tanned, platinum blonde with eyes you could absolutely drown in and a body you could lick chocolate off. You stood over by the bar with who I assume was your girlfriend as I saw no ring. Her eyes fixated on her phone, and yours on me. I instantly felt naked as if you could see right through me which caused me to blush and look away. Continuing to search for a spot to sunbathe, I find 2 chairs not too far from the bar and laid down my towel. My husband puts in his headphones and gets his nose straight into a book, unaltered by the beauty surrounding him, including me. Maybe my romantic holiday (relationship therapy) wasn’t going to be the saving grace I’d hoped for.
I take some money and head to the bar to get a drink. It’s full with only one spot open to stand, the one next to you. I lean over and order an iced latte, I see your head turn to look at me in your peripheral vision and as you turn your body ever so slightly…your arm brushed mine and electric courses through my body. I know you felt it too. I start imagining you throwing me onto the bar and all the things you could do with my body in that one instant but am slammed back to reality as my drink is placed in front of me and I scramble back to my seat, heart racing and pussy pulsating. This is a feeling I’ve never felt before….I wonder if it’s the same for you….
I suddenly feel nervous and as my boring husband has fallen asleep already, I scurry back to my room to try to release the sexual tension that’s now building in my body. How could such a simple touch inflict such a strong desire in me? Is this what lust feels like? Have I missed out on this all these years? I’m uncertain and suddenly feeling very young and naive. As I nervously look back to the bar as I walk towards the hotel, you flash a crooked smile and my whole body tingles.
I can barely contain my sexual energy as I run up the stairs to my room, my bikini bottoms brushing against my clitoris only increasing the build up. I feel like I might cum just thinking about fucking you. I crash through my door and drop to my knees, instantly thrusting two fingers inside myself forcefully whilst rubbing my clit with my other hand. I rub and rub with such force and friction, the whole time imagining they were your hands, your body behind me…..I cum so fucking hard I’m sure I’ve gone blind for a second, the orgasm lasts for what seems an eternity until I crash to the floor, naked, satisfied.
My husband returns to the room about an hour after me, at which point I am showered and dressed, ready to eat after a long day of travelling. We enter the romantically lit restaurant and a beautifully tanned, slim goddess of a woman escorts us to our table. She leaves us with our menus and a wine list and leaves us to decide. My husband is indecisive with the wine and even more so with his food choices and I quickly become irritated. I select an expensive red wine alongside a duck salad and ask them to bring two bottles. I feel I may need it.
One bottle down and possibly 3 sentences spoken between my husband and I, I am feeling tipsy, warm and…..bored. I slip outside for a cigarette. The air outside is warm and tropical. I cruise over to the balcony to overlook the amazing view across the Mexican beaches. Intake out my cigarette but struggle to get a light in the breeze, when I feel a presence behind me and that electric feeling pulses through my body again. A pair of arms surround me, shielding my flame from the wind and I feel a breathing in my ear. Your deep voice whispers to me “let me help you with that”…
I take a deep drag of my cigarette and turn around to find you towering over me, with that same crooked smile. You ask me to sit down at a nearby table and summon a waiter to get us a glass of the same wine I’ve been drinking….have you been watching me? I glance through the curtains into the restaurant and my husband has his earphones attached to his phone, probably reading work emails…as usual….so I nervously sit down, curious about my handsome admirer. You ask what brings me to a place like this and I explain my story briefly. You don’t say a word, you listen to me, taking in what I’m saying and nodding when appropriate. The waiter serves my wine and I take a sip, certain that you can hear my heart beating outside of my chest.
“A woman with such fierce beauty and such divine form, should never be ignored” you say to me so smoothly with such a piercing gaze. You place your hand on the inside of my thigh and give me that crooked smile once more and I feel as though someone has set me alight! I nervously jump up and spill my wine everywhere, all down my dress and am absolutely panicked by this situation, but thoroughly excited by it too. I glance in at my husband once more who is now looking around. “I must get back now I’m sorry, it was nice to meet you” I say. You bend down to pick up a shard of glass from by my foot and look up at me with the most seductive look I have ever seen and in an instant I imagine you sliding your tongue from my ankles slowly toward my inner thigh, breathing heavily on my wet pussy, closely followed by your hands….your fingers….your….. and I’m back. I run back to my table, eat my meal and down my wine as fast as possible. I search for you throughout my meal but you are nowhere to be seen. Where was your girlfriend? Were you here to eat also? Had you followed me here? Who are you? I make my excuses and convince my husband we should go to bed as I’m tired and covered in wine that “someone had accidentally spilled on me outside”. My blood is still rushing. My mind is full of you. Who are you….what’s your name? Your story? I already know this curiosity is going to get me into trouble, but it’s the most alive I’ve felt in my life. I need to see you again. And so it begins…
The next day I get to the pool early, I am still full of sexual energy from the previous nights encounter and needless to say my dreams were of you. I feel myself becoming obsessed. My husband and I eat breakfast and drink our coffees together, him reading his paper, me pretending to read mine whilst scouring the pool area for my handsome almost-lover.
The morning passes into the afternoon and I haven’t seen you at all….I start to feel a sinking in my chest. An excitement I possessed is turning into a dread. What if you’ve gone home? Where is your home? What if I missed my only chance to feel like I did last night….I feel my emotions getting the better of me and I slip to the toilets to calm myself down before my husband becomes suspicious. So I make my way to the enclosed area of the pool where the toilets are….it’s unusually quiet today at the pool, further enforcing my wondering if it’s transfer day and a lot of people have gone home, including my dream man.
I walk in and look at myself in the mirror, I wipe my face and head to the cubicle. Out of nowhere I am grabbed by the waist and forced into the cubicle. I hear the lock slam shut and my heart almost stops. It’s you. You turn me to face you with such force and grab my hair, pulling my face into yours as you kiss me in the most passionate and erotic way I didn’t know possible. I can already feel your tongue on my clit from what you’re doing in my mouth. You pull my hair back and bite my neck, all the while ripping off my bikini bottoms and aggressively massaging my breasts. I feel like I might explode. What’s even happening right now. I am so lost in passion and lust I can’t think I can only feel every single hair on my body standing on edge as you bend down and push your arms through my legs, lifting me up on to your shoulders. I grab the tops of the cubicle with both hands and as you thrust your firm wet tongue hard into my tight little pussy I cry out in ecstasy! You lick and suck at my clitoris like you haven’t eaten in weeks and I feel my whole body go weak, I am so close to cumming all over your tongue and I can’t fight it. You sense I’m close and drop me down, catching me as my waist meets yours. You carry me and step up on to the toilet, pressing me against the wall….you lower your shorts, holding me with one arm with such ease, you take out what is the most beautiful cock I have ever seen, so hard I can see the blood pulsing through your veins, and as you look deep into my eyes and lick my lips, you force in your rock hard cock and push as deep as you can, forcing me to gasp for air. You place your hand over my mouth as I struggle not to moan, overcome with pleasure as you continue to slowly but strongly pound my little pussy. With every stroke I come closer to orgasm, it’s almost unbearable, you know exactly what you’re doing, you know every touch and move and it’s driving me wild. You pull out and vigorously suck on my clitoris until I can’t take anymore and I explode, your hand still covering my mouth to mute the moans I can’t contain. You keep sucking and I cum absolutely everywhere, covering you in glistening juices. I can’t breathe. You lick your fingers looking dead into my eyes while I sit in shock and awe. You kiss my cheek and flash that crooked smile once more before letting yourself out of the cubicle and disappearing yet again… leaving me to revel in what had just happened…. my clit is still throbbing and my heart is racing. Did that really happen? Am I awake? WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!
I compose myself, exit the cubicle and look in the mirror. I am smiling….I have a secret… I dull my grin and return to my dull husband, who barely notices I’ve been gone….
My husband and I spend the day lying in the sun, he orders us drink after drink today which is unusual. He’s more talkative too, asking how I’m feeling and if I’m enjoying the holiday so far which is strange, yet nice. I suddenly feel a tingle of guilt at the thought of what I’d been doing only a few short hours beforehand….my pussy still moist at the thought of it. I have an uncomfortable feeling that I can’t quite put my finger on….
As day draws into dusk, the sun is covered by clouds and a cool breeze washes over us, we decide to head back to our room to shower the day away and head out for some food. Both quite tipsy at this point and actually having fun together, yet my mind is still very much consumed with my handsome stranger and where he might be at this moment…
We return to the room, my husband enters first and heads straight to the bathroom closing the door behind him. I head to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of water then head to the bedroom. As I enter I see the bed has been altered….there are restraints at both ends…a red silk hangs from all four posters of the bed….an array of lubricants and flanks have been set out in a perfect line and black rose petals cover the entirety of the bed. What’s going on? As I turn around, my husband stands in the doorway….he is wearing a leather thong and has a dark look in his eye.
He walks over to me and slowly strips my bikini away from my sun kissed skin…he lies me down on the bed and begins to restrain me, limb by limb….I am deathly silent, in awe of what’s happening. Finally, he speaks…
“Danielle, we both know our marriage is over, that’s no secret. I knew this holiday would be our last and as such, I wanted to ensure you could leave our marriage with at least a few more fond memories”
I am still silent, growing more and more curious…
“I had done some research into this facility before we arrived and found there to be an exciting benefit to being in this particular place”
Just as the last word had left his lips, in the door way stands a tall, tanned figure…..it’s you!
“This is Daniel” says my husband. I am instantly nervous, excited, charged, scared….does he know what I’d done with this man only a few hours ago? Was he punishing me? Have I been set up? I begin to feel vulnerable and the restrains seem to be closing in even tighter around my wrists and ankles…
“I hired Daniel to show you the good time that I have been unable to for so very long, the good time that you deserve. You see Danielle, i have come to realise in the past few years that I am indeed attracted to a more masculine type….and this is why I’m afraid our marriage must now end. But….we are going to go out with a bang, a night you’ll never forget, and Daniel here is going to help us do that”
Oh. My. God. What is happening and why am I so turned on?! My legs are spread wide apart and I’m so embarrassingly aware that you can both see my physical excitement in my glistening pussy, pointed directly towards you.
You both bend at the waist and start to lick up the inside of my legs, both stroking each other as you go, I can see you both becoming aroused. I try to move my arms but it’s no use, I’m strapped up tight. Your gentle licks and strokes continue up my waist and around my breasts, brushing past my rock hard nipples. I can feel your cocks pressing against my lower body, ever hardening with the sexual tension in this room. You both lick my ear lobes sensually before rising above my body to kiss each other in a passionate lock of tongues, I can only watch from below, desperate to be touched once more. You both reach for your hardened cocks and rub them over my parted lips one by one, I release my tongue and gently massage you both from end to end, gazing up into the eyes of my handsome stranger as I take you deep into my throat and then release you gently, my lips tight across your helmet as I then do the same to my husband. You rub your beautiful cocks over my nipples, sending shivers up my spine at the thought of you both inside me at once.
My husband reaches for the lube and passes you a flank… you position yourself between my legs, one of your strong arms flexed, holding me by my waist and the other stroking the inside of my thighs with the flank which is making me soaking wet with anticipation. I look to my husband who is lubricating his cock and bending to his knees when I see your face tighten in pleasure as he runs his tongue from your balls up to your beautiful arse hole….as this is happening my husband is pleasuring himself and out of nowhere you slap my pussy so hard with the flank, causing me to scream out in what I think is pain, but I desperately want you to do it again! You continue to stroke me gently as you’re being pleasured by my husband. I am dying for a release I feel I may explode at this point I have never been so turned on in my life.
You give me a devilish look from between my legs and start to viciously suck my clitoris, my moans are loud and uncontrollable, my whole body is in ecstasy when my husband stands, lubricated, and inserts himself into you….you moan so loudly into my pussy, smothering yourself in it and it turns me on that much more that you both are so open and THIS IS FUCKING HOT.
You lick and suck the life out of my poor little pussy, spitting and slapping until I am absolutely screaming for you to stop, but you don’t. My husband enters and releases from you slowly, massaging your g-spot with every stroke. I can see the pleasure in both of your eyes and beg to be released from these chains that restrain me. You look back at my husband, and nod in agreement….
You both stop what you’re doing and untie my limbs one by one. My husband places a chair in the centre of the room and sits upon it, his cock erect and throbbing, inviting me to take a seat. You lead me over and I mount my husband, facing him, taking his length inside me completely. You walk to the side of us and both myself and my husband slowly lick the sides of your throbbing cock…whilst I slowly gyrate on top of him, building the sensation between my thighs.
He grabs my hair and forces me to take your entire cock into my throat, my tongue still out massaging your balls as I gag and choke, my throat tightening around you. Back and forth goes both my head and my hips, faster and faster, I can’t breathe but I can’t stop, I’m feeling a pleasure I have never felt, I’m on fire.
My husband rips me off of him forcefully and sits on the bed inviting me to taste myself on him. You take a seat on the chair and lubricate your sensationally sized helmet. You slide the chair closer to the bed and grab me by the hips, forcing my tight, virginal little arsehole down onto you. I scream in both pain and pleasure, still trying to catch my breath while I take my husband into my mouth. I’m salivating everywhere but this just makes it hotter. Up and down you bounce my arse off your cock in a perfect rhythm with my throat around my husband.
When you feel you’re getting close you lift my aching, open arsehole off of your gorgeous cock and instruct my husband to move up the bed. You place me on top of him in a cowgirl position, you want to see what I can do with these hips. I ride him at such a pace it makes you feel as if it were you, I’m staring into your eyes as I feel my senses heighten and my pleasure build while he grabs my bouncing breasts and punches my rock hard nipples. You get on the bed and squat down over my husbands face, his tongue enters you with ease and as I’m riding his cock I take yours into my hands and grip you tightly. Up and down and round, gripping your beautiful smooth shaft, running my fingers over your helmet, and finally tasting myself all over your tongue. I can’t hold back anymore, you both sense I’m about to cum when you rush behind me and as I’m about to climax riding my husband you force your cock so deep into my arse I feel an explosion! Every muscle in my body is screaming in pleasure and the orgasm lasts for an eternity as you slam in and out of me so forcefully. My body weakens and I collapse on the bed. You both stand on top of me, each gripping the other and passionately kissing whilst rubbing your beautiful glistening helmets together for me to watch. I see you both start to throb and I know it’s coming. You both grab my hair and pull my upwards before exploding all over my face and my lips, I can’t help but lick it all up and you taste amazing. The cum just keeps on coming and I am drowned in it, it’s dripping down my cheeks and onto my tits. You rub it into my bronzed skin and both collapse beside me. Fuck. I still can’t breathe. Did that really just happen? I have no words. That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire existence. Probably the best sex I will ever have.
And with that you get up, leave the room and disappear…. goodbye my handsome stranger…
My husband gets up and starts to clean away the evidence of our encounter, silently, before looking at me and saying “well darling, shall we get showered and pack? Early flight tomorrow”…..
Back to reality.
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