Sometimes, things don’t exactly turnout how you think they will. My weekend that I thought was going to be wild and crazy, turned out pretty quiet. However, my Monday that I was going to be boring, turned out to be pretty interesting.
Last night, I was supposed to go with Rich as he guided one of his clients from out of town and the client’s wife, around the city. However, a half hour before I was supposed to meet Rich, he called me and ask if I could be their guide for a little while…he was stuck working on something else. I really didn’t want to do it, I didn’t know his client, but he talked me into it, saying it was important and that he had met the client several times and was sure I would get along with him and his wife.
However, it turned out his wife wasn’t going to be their either. Initially when I met Martin in the hotel lobby, he told me that his wife wasn’t able to fly down because of her work. I found out later that it was something else.
Martin reminds me a lot of Rich. He’s older, pretty good looking, his body isn’t perfect but he still has this aurora of successfulness around him. Or maybe, it was just the way too expensive hotel that he was staying in. There was also something about him that made me instantly feel comfortable about him.
We sat in the hotel bar, sipping on way too expensive and way too strong drinks as we waited for Rich. We waited an hour, enough for me to get a nice buzz and the start of some sexual connection between Martin and I.
He was married, but something in me wanted to go into the bathroom and give him a blowjob right there.
However, I didn’t. After the hour, Martin and I took a taxi to a restaurant where Rich had made reservations. Via text messages, Rich promised that he was trying to finish up with the other client as quick as possible. However, it was in the taxi, when I was close enough to Martin to smell his cologne, that I started to wonder if this wasn’t something Rich had planned. He was always busy during the way with work, but never had any of his clients caused him to be late to any of our evening dates before.
Dinner was at a fancy restaurant, that I had heard of but never thought I would go to. It was the kind of restaurant that would make my friends jealous. The food was good, but the wine was even better. Martin knew enough about wines to pick me one that went down way too easy.
Our conversation started to get interesting. Somewhere along the line he asked me why I was with Rich. He said I was a beautiful girl, with a voluptuous body and maybe young enough to be his daughter.
I admitted that it was the sex with a very naughty grin. That got his attention.
After dinner, we skipped the taxi and decided to walk along the beach back to his hotel. He admitted too things during the walk. The first was the real reason that his wife hadn’t come down with him was because their relationship was pretty rocky. They had been in a fight the night before and they had decided it would be better if they had time apart. Closer to his hotel, he admitted that he hadn’t had sex or even any sort of sexual contact from his wife or any woman for months.
I told him that I would be willing to change that.
I probably would’ve gone down him right on the beach, but somehow we made it back to his hotel.
Walking through the lobby, I felt like a slut, even a little bit like a call girl. I felt like the staff and other guest, must’ve all known he was married. He had a wedding right and I didn’t. Waiting for the elevator, I felt like they all knew I was going upstairs with him, even though I wasn’t his wife…and it turned me on.
We had been talking all night long, but suddenly when he closed his hotel room door and locked it, we got quiet. I wanted to be the seductress, but I was nervous.
He didn’t say anything, just took my hands and pulled me closer. He looked into my eyes, then kissed me. It was all I needed to feel comfortable again. It was the kind of kiss that made me forget about everything else and my panties even more wet.
We kissed and slowly he led me to the bedroom. First time I had ever been in a hotel room with a separate bedroom.
He told me that I was so hot. He told me that he hadn’t been so turned on in years. My panties were soaking and he had barely touched me.
I told him that I would touch him any way he wanted, to make up for the months without any sexual pleasure. The seductress was starting to come out.
He told me that all he needed was to see me naked and for me to wrap my lips around his cock.
I told him that I would do a lot more.
I had him unzip the new dress that I had bought for Rich’s eyes and we let it fall to the hotel floor.
I felt so sexy walking around his hotel room wearing the new lace bra and boyshort panties that I had bought for Rich. Martin said the lingerie looked amazing on me.
“I think they would look better on the floor.” I said with a smile as I unhooked my bra. I throw it on the floor, then pulled my panties to the ground.
Within seconds, he was naked too and we were on the bed making out, our hands exploring each other. I soon found his cock and started to rub it with the palm of my hand.
We rolled around on the bed until I was on top of him. That’s when I made my move. My lips started kissing their way down to his cock. I kissed his cock, then licked it all over. I rubbed my tits against his cock, teasing him.
I kissed the tip of his cock, then opened my lips for it. I slowly slid my lips down his cock and he let out a soft grunt. It sent a wave of pleasure through my body.
I slid my lips up and down his cock slowly. I looked up and his eyes were closed and his face had a look of pure pleasure.
I took my time, hoping to make it a blowjob he would never forget. I went slowly at first and made sure he enjoyed every movement of my tongue and lips. Then I started to speed up as he started to get closer.
However, before I could bring him all the way, he pulled my head off of his cock. He told me that he wanted to get me off. I wanted to finish what I had started, but I wasn’t about to say no.
We switched positions, so that I was on my back and he was between my legs. He didn’t waste any time. Soon, he was kissing my pussy. He licked it once and told me “you taste delicious.”
His tongue was powerful, making me moan each time he touched my clit. He took his time, working me to amazing levels of pleasure. I was soon shaking with each touch against my clit. I was almost screaming when he brought me to a climax.
I giggled after I came. It felt so good that I couldn’t speak for a minute or so, just softly giggle.
“That was amazing.” I said when I could talk again.
“I’m just getting started. I have a lot of time to make up for.”
We took a break to go to the bathroom and raid the mini-fridge, but he definitely wasn’t done. I couldn’t wait to make him cum.
I checked my phone as we sipped our drinks. Rich had text me, and told me to make sure I was a good slut for him.
I told Martin what Rich had said and we both laughed. He told me that Rich and him hadn’t planned anything like this, but if they had, this was better than anything he could’ve imagined.
As our drinks started to water down, I asked him if there was anything else he would like to do.
He took one look at my chest and pointed towards them. “I’d like to do them.”
He had barely touched my tits until now, then suddenly he was licking and sucking them as he caressed them with his hands. The touches really turned me on and soon, I was on my back, moaning.
He quickly grabbed the lotion out of the bathroom, the rubbed it into my tits. He poured some more between my cleavage, then more on to his cock. He climbed on top of me and put his cock between my tits. I pushed the flesh together and he thrust his cock between them.
He told me his wife’s tits, weren’t nearly big enough for anything like this.
After a few minutes, he slowed down and said “It feels so good, but I want more.”
“My pussy is soaking wet and I’m dying for a hard fuck.”
He climbed off of me without saying anything and positioned himself between my legs. I felt his hard cock pressing against my pussy and I pulled it into my pussy.
He pushed completely inside of me and said “I haven’t been in a woman besides Cindy (his wife) for years.”
He slowly fucked me. “You feel so good. You’re so tight too.”
He was soon pounding my pussy so hard that my body was shaking with each thrust. The only sounds was my moaning, the bed shaking and skin hitting skin.
I took a turn riding him when he started to slow down. I worked my body as hard as I could to make him cum. I rode his cock as fast as I could, however soon I found my spot. I came for the second time.
At almost the same time, he grabbed hold of me hard. He pushed his cock deep inside of me and unleashed what must have been an enormous load of cum inside of me. There was so much cum, that it was literally dripping out of me when I climbed off his cock.
A half hour later, he was inside of me again. It wasn’t intense, but it felt so natural. We rolled around the bed, fucking in every position. I didn’t want the night to ever end. However, he came one more time and we both decided we were exhausted.
He had just enough time for a quickie the next morning. He fucked me bent over the bathroom counter. I watched in the mirror as he fucked me. He was so stressed last night, but now he seemed to be so relaxed like nothing could ruin his day.
I would’ve liked to go a few more rounds, but he had to jump in the shower and hurry off to a meeting with Rich. I wondered what they would talk about.
Leaving the hotel, I felt even more like a slut. I was sure they knew I had several loads of a married man’s cum deposited in me over the last 12 hours. And I’m sure that someone noticed that I was still wearing the same dress as the night before.
Martin is in town until Friday, hopefully he will have more time for me to guide him around the city.
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