Dirty Secrets, Wet Dreams (A/L)

14 hours ago

Cindy here: the following content is hardcore XXX in graphic written form. You’ve been warned.

Prior to this scene you’re about to read Cal and I were in role-play mode. We were pretending he was having an affair and I was the other girl. Just before he was going to take the girl I was playing, he rejected her (or me lol). Anyway, it was the hottest thing ever and the following is what came next.

I took a shower in my hotel room, where I performed a deep cleaning, and I mean deep—I was planning on giving Cal every hole he wanted and in any order. I put on a very sexy little piece of lingerie, which was more straps and chains then anything else, then I tossed a form-fitting pea coat over that and slipped into some heels. I joined another couple in the elevator to head to the floor where Cal’s room was. I couldn’t believe that Cal even rented an extra room just so the girl I had been role-playing couldn’t take him back to her room. His words were something to the effect of, “Why would I ever cheat on my wife? She’s on the way now, you should leave.”

I walked through the longest hallway ever, I finally made it to room 769. I knocked on the door and waited…

Within a minute, the door opens and my handsome, strong, muscular, topless husband greets me wearing just a towel.

“Strip,” he orders.

I grab my wedding band and engagement ring from the pocket of the coat and put them on my finger before looking left and right and slowly unbuttoning the pea coat, still standing in the hall.

I open the coat, letting him admire my body clad in lingerie that screams ‘Use me how you please!’ Then, still standing in the doorway, I let the coat fall to the ground.

Cal strips the towel and tosses it behind him as he goes to his knees and starts kissing my stomach and running his hands along my legs and ass. I notice him multitask and grab the coat to toss it into the room.

I run my hands through his hair and say, “I know we changed things up for tonight, but I still want it hard. Don’t hold back, Cal.”

Cal looks up at me with desire in his eyes as he rises to his feet, his touch lingering on my skin. His hands move with purpose, exploring every curve, every inch of my body clad in straps masquerading as lingerie. I feel his hunger, his need for me, matching my own.

“I’ve been craving you all day,” he murmurs huskily, his voice low with arousal. He stands and presses his body closer, igniting a fire between us.

I stand on my toes, capturing his lips in a fierce kiss, tasting his desire. His hands grip my waist, pulling me closer, and I feel his hard body against me, a promise of what’s to come.

“I need you,” I whisper breathlessly against his lips. “I think we should get out of this doorway.”

“You know you like the rush that anyone might see you,” he says and turns me around to feel me up. I’m so exposed, and he’s right, there’s this rush that flows through me.

“This isn’t an adults only resort,” I remind him as I reach back and take a firm grip of his thick, semi-hard cock.

Without a warning, he takes hold of the strap that goes around my neck and yanks me backward into the room and the door shuts. The anticipation builds with each step, knowing that tonight will be intense, raw, and exactly what we both crave.

Suddenly he forces me to my knees and yanks my hair so I’m looking directly at the ceiling. From behind me, his cock trails across my face and I open my mouth. My back has to arch so much to suck him in at this angle. He’s not fully hard yet and he’s still pushing deep into my throat. His balls are over my nose and he smells like MAN!

He spins me around and I place my hands on his glorious thighs as I open wide and look in his eyes. He spits into my mouth and I spit it back onto his cock before throwing my head over him. He goes balls deep. I feel him harden in my mouth and throat and as I pull back saliva pours out of my mouth and falls to my tits and strings between us.

He takes hold of the base of his cock and slaps my tongue several times. I’m already so sloppy, saliva literally splashes.

“Fucking yes, daddy,” I say as I grip his cock and take him back in.

The sounds coming out of my throat as he pounds back and forth are so incredibly wet. After a particularly forceful thrust deep into my throat, he holds himself in. I gag a little and begin to tear up. This is so perfectly hard, my favorite challenge ever: how long can I keep Cal down my throat? In an attempt to take his cock even further, I shake my head from side to side and slide him deeper. I open wide and am able to lick his balls.

He pulls out and holds my head so I’m looking up at him. I take saliva with my fingers from my mouth as I blow messy bubbles for him and spread strings of saliva all over my face and down onto my tits.

“How long can my little slut keep this up for?” He asks with a firm grip on my hair which is slick from saliva. His tone is harsh, but I know he’s asking because he genuinely cares.

“As long as you’re hard, daddy.” I say and continue to lick his shaft as my spit has a chance to drip off.

He stands and slowly pushes me towards the bathroom. I see the water running in the shower and know he wants me to get clean. It’s my turn to take charge of the situation.

He forces me to my knees and yanks my hair so I’m looking directly at the ceiling. From behind me, his cock trails across my face and I open my mouth. My back has to arch so much to suck him in at this angle. He’s not fully hard yet and he’s still pushing deep into my throat. His balls are over my nose and he smells like MAN!