hotel sex with a co-worker while my sleeping girlfriend has no idea [MF]

“Another Jack and coke, please” I asked, signaling the bartender. My mind was all over the place, and I had probably already had one too many, but fuck it. My ears were ringing with music that was too loud, I had sweat around my collar from being on the dance floor all night, and I was full of tension from a relationship that wasn’t working out.

This was not how I expected my friend Rob’s wedding reception to turn out. I thought Hannah and I would show up, have a few drinks, dance to a few songs, and maybe I’d get lucky and convince her to give me head when we got back to the hotel room. We hadn’t had sex in two weeks and I felt like a teenager fueled with hormones. Besides, chicks love hotel sex. They always mutter bullshit about being excited to be in a new place. I didn’t care as long as I was getting off.

Instead, Hannah was in a pissy mood from me drinking too much and she had stalked off to the hotel room about twenty minutes earlier. I definitely wasn’t getting laid tonight. Or so I thought.

I turned around to see Ally, a coworker of mine and Rob’s, leaning against the wall and talking to some other guys from the office. She was wearing a tight mermaid-style dress that somehow made her small tits look perfect. My girlfriend Hannah had a perfect body too, but she was curvy in an athletic way that sometimes got old. Not for the first time, I pictured Ally’s small frame in bed instead, me pinching at her tiny nipples and gripping her ass in my hands. Ally was so petite I actually wondered how she would withstand being fucked. She wasn’t the kind of girl you might make love to.

Ally was raunchy, outgoing, and generally considered “one of the guys” around the office even though she was fucking beautiful. She was a breath of fresh air from dealing with Hannah all the time at home. We had flirted with each other from time to time at the office, but it had never really led to anything.
Not that I was opposed to it. There had been a few other girls during the time Hannah and I were dating, and at this point I could tell it wasn’t going to work out between me and her. Guilt wasn’t really a factor in my decision making.
Ally spotted me looking at her from across the room and gave me a smile. She came over, drink in hand, and put on a fake voice saying “What’s a guy like you doing in a place like this?” We laughed, and my stress about Hannah started melting away.

Ally and I made small talk for a while, laughing at the ninety year-olds dancing the electric slide, and cringing at Rob’s thirty-two year old cousin grinding with his eighteen year-old girlfriend during Nelly’s “It’s Getting Hott in Here”.
Ally ordered us both a shot. It was some pink liquor that tasted like Hubba Bubba. I made a face and she leaned forward laughing. I snuck a peek at her chest because I had the opportunity.

A slow song came on, and she raised her eyebrows at me in a “Do you want to?” movement. I took her hand and led her to the dance floor. At this point I noticed all but a few of our coworkers had left, and the reception was getting fairly empty. It was mostly Rob’s family and a few rowdy college friends with neckties wrapped around their heads. One I recognized from outside the hotel earlier when I was smoking and he was puking in the bushes.

I pulled Ally close to me and had one hand leading our slow dance and the other firmly pressed against her waist. I could feel myself start to get hard but I kept it down. We talked while we danced, but as the last thirty seconds or so of the song played, we sort of just looked at each other. I think we both knew right then that it was going to happen.
The song ended while Ally quickly scanned the room to make sure no one was watching. She took out her clutch and pressed something into my hand. “304” she whispered. I watched her tight ass as she walked away in her shimmery dress, with wisps of hair falling out of her up-do. I tried to process what had just happened. I slipped the hotel key into my pocket, took about five minutes saying goodbye to a few of my work buddies, and headed for the hotel lobby restroom to wash my face and try to sober up. The last thing I needed was whiskey dick.

As I took the elevator up to Ally’s hotel room, I thought about Hannah briefly, but didn’t dwell on it. We were staying on floor 7, so there was no way she would ever know what was about to go down. I grinned to myself as I realized that meant I could make Ally moan as loud as she wanted to.

I slipped the hotel key in the door, not really sure what to expect. I walked in cautiously and Ally was in the bathroom leaning over the mirror, taking out bobby pins in her hair to let it fall down to her perfect small tits. She hardly even looked in my direction. “Unzip me,” she commanded, gathering her long hair to one side of her neck. I obliged, and she stepped out of the dress.

She turned to face me and I immediately got hard seeing her in her simple red cotton panties and no bra. She let her ass lean against the bathroom counter while I undressed down to my dress pants. When I went to unbuckle my belt, she gave me a small smirk and walked out the bathroom door and toward the bed. I let my pants fall to the floor and followed her, my boner swelling in my boxer briefs.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, nipples standing to attention, and she seductively said “Let me take care of that for you, Johnny.”

I positioned myself in front of her and started lowering my boxer shorts. She wasted no time in taking me into her warm mouth, eagerly coating my shaft with saliva as she ran the tip of her tongue up and down the underside. I couldn’t hold back a groan of pleasure as she took her perfectly manicured hands and started to massage my balls while choking on my cock.

I tried to control myself, but the insanity of the situation was making it so much hotter than any blowjob I had received in a very long time. I took a fistful of her hair, leaned my head back, and started ramming my cock down her throat. She was one of those girls who moans deeply while giving head, and that shit felt unreal. I wanted badly to pump a load down the back of her throat, but there was no way in hell I was going to blow the chance to see what her pussy felt like.

I yanked back on her hair hard to release my cock from her eager mouth. It sounded like a suction cup when I set it free. I looked at her face, saw mascara running and red splotches all over her chest from exertion. I didn’t even have to say a word, just pushed her down so her legs were hanging off the bed but she was flat on her back, gorgeous tits on display.

I got on my knees at the end of the bead, head in between her legs, and nudged my nose in between the lips of her pussy over the top of her panties. She let out a little gasp of surprise, and I loved hearing her panting and out of breath as I gave her some small love bites on the inside of her thighs and started to peel her underwear off. She tasted sweet, and I let myself go slow with her. She pulled her feet up to the bed so her knees were up and I could get better access. I plunged my tongue into her, and swirled around her clit for a few minutes until I was satisfied with the shaking of her legs. I knew she was ready for me.

I stood up, let her slide back on the bed so her head was on an actual pillow, and climbed on top. Watching her red—wine lips form a perfect “O” when I entered her is still one of the sexiest things I can think of. Her pussy felt like a glove around my cock and I found I had correctly envisioned what it would feel like to fuck someone so tiny you might break them in half if you go too hard.

She squealed at just the perfect volume as I rammed into her over and over again. She had no complaints when I flipped her over and made her get on her knees with her chest pressed against the headboard so we could fuck semi-vertically while still on the bed. I told her I was worried about cumming because she felt so good, and asked her to ride my cock to make me last longer, but she refused, saying it felt too good when I thrust into her.

I got on my knees and laid her back down on the bed on her side. I ordered her to make one leg straight and bend the other at a 90-degree angle. I loved seeing her little asshole on display. I slipped my thumb into her pussy and drowned it in her cum. It made things much easier when I slid my thumb into her ass, with her offering up a moan so loud I thought we might get a noise complaint. I took it out, using my hands to grip her side so hard I was worried about my fingers bruising her while I plunged myself in between her legs. She was trembling at every move I made, tits jiggling as I fucked her hard and deep. Neither of us were able to keep quiet, her with shouts of “Oh, Johnny” and me offering groans of frustration. I briefly thought about the last time I had had to try so hard to keep myself from cumming, and then I thought about Hannah pissed-off a few floors away. That thought was all it took to send me over the edge. I wanted to mark someone new as my territory. I pulled out just in time to flip her over and shoot a load onto her chest and beautiful face.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9jt35m/hotel_sex_with_a_coworker_while_my_sleeping