Our Hotwives

We booked a room at this well known hotel 30 miles outside New York City for my 55th birthday. It was also known for it's great singles dance bar on weekends.We were there for Saturday night and I knew things would be hot. We checked into the room and Liz set about getting gorgeous for the evening. We had stayed here before for celebrations and had some fun dancing and watching the younger single people flirting and interacting. Once I dared her to dance with a young black guy in dreadlocks while we were on the dance floor and she sidled right up to him and started grinding on his cock with her backside. I was beside myself with excitement. I walked off the dance floor and watched from an elevated perch as they gyrated together in perfect harmony. My heart pounded and stomach got quesey but she soon returned to me and that was the end of that fantasy. This year I hoped for more of the same and maybe a real encounter. Liz had met both her boyfriends here for rendezvous over the years and I had hopes she would meet someone that interested her here tonight. I loved to tell her that she had fucked 3 men in this hotel since she married me. This always made her blush and smile.

She took special care to apply her makeup after showering and shaving. Her blond hair was bouncing and curly in a very flirtatious way. She slipped into her tight dress and stiletto heels. She oozed sexuality and was, in a word, stunning. We went down to the lobby restaurant, had dinner and wine, and headed for the dance club where the music was pounding and the atmosphere was pulsing with sexual energy. We ordered a glass of wine and headed for the dance floor. I looked around but didn't spy any likely partners for my increasingly uninhibited wife on the dance floor. She was ravishing in her body hugging short dress that would be more appropriate on a 35 year old woman than my 55 year old wonder woman. With her blue eyes, red lips, blond hair and delectible slender body showcased in a tight "come hither" type of dress she was attracting plenty of attention from the bystanders. I loved it when she turned around and backed into my increasing erection and wrapped my arms around her waist. We danced to a few more songs and took a break while I tried to hide my stiffy.

We ordered another glass of wine and took a breather at the center bar. I said I was going to the men's room and excused myself. By the time I circled the bar and approached the bathroom I looked back and saw someone talking to my wife. It was a younger, husky guy in a sport jacket and he was talking emphatically to Liz. She in turn would speak close to his ear so he could hear her over the loud music. Wow, I thought, I wasn't gone a minute and this guy is hitting on my wife already. He must have seen her on the dance floor and was smitten, I figured. I emerged from the men's room a few minutes later and he was gone when I returned. I asked Liz about the guy I saw talking to her as soon as I had left her side. She said he told her he loved the way she danced and he would love to dance with her. Of course, I asked why wasn't she dancing with him when she knew that would excite me on my birthday. She wasn't sure but made an excuse. I asked if she thought he was cute and she said 'Yes"!. When Liz says she thinks someone is cute that means she's attracted to him. I dragged her out to the dance floor once again and we started to groove to the music. After a few songs I noticed the guy who had been talking to Liz dancing behind me with no one in particular. I looked at Liz and she gave me a smirk that said 'No!" I made a quick calculation and turned to the dancing gentleman and said "My back is killing me. Would you dance with my wife?" He was stunned but smiled and said ' Sure, buddy". I looked back at Liz as I departed and he moved in. She gave me a look that could kill but I just smiled back and held my "sore" back. I returned to the center bar and picked up my glass of wine and turned around to see the show.

As I watched the crowd dancing to the reggae song being played by the DJ, I fixed my gaze on my wife trying to gauge her reaction. She was dancing fluidly to the beat with an occasional smile for her partner. Was she mad at me? Was she not really enjoying dancing with this hunk obviously much younger than she? Slowly she relaxed and started to get into a rhythm with him. He moved closer and put his arm around her waist. She smiled and put her arms around his neck. They danced close together and he whispered in her ear making her laugh. She would say something in his ear as she did at the bar and it was turning me on. They were basically slow dancing now oblivious to the fast beat. I could tell she was feeling frisky from the wine and they danced closer and closer together. She was obviously getting turned on by this guy and it started to show. His hands slid down her tight dress and started to caress her behind. She looked into his eyes and he gave her a soft kiss. She responded with lowered eyelids and hands moving through his hair. She hugged him, looked into his eyes again, and planted a sensuous kiss on his parted mouth. Wow, this isn't happening, I'm thinking. She's actually falling for someone we (she) just met. They continued to dance and Liz really started to put on her temptress moves. Backing into him, she initiated a simulated sex session with her grinding on his cock and him responding by holding her tight as they "fucked" on the dance floor in the midst of the frenzied crowd.

Finally they returned to the bar and I handed Liz her glass of wine. She was flushed and looked more turned on than I had seen her in years. She introduced me to Kevin and I thanked him for dancing with my wife. He smiled and said the pleasure was all his. We chatted over the music and got a little acquainted. I noticed Liz standing closer to him than me and engaging him in conversation. When I made eye contact with her she would give me that "I'm having fun now" look. With my knowing look I gave my approval. I asked why she hadn't danced with Kevin when he first asked and she said " I wasn't sure you would approve". I laughed and said "Why don't you guys dance once more than we'll invite Kevin upstairs for a nightcap?" She gave me that look that can only excite a hotwife husband, as in "This is making me horny. Be careful what you wish for" kind of look. I responded with a "bring it on" kind of look. I watched as they melted into the crowd and enthusiastically started dancing again. We had never invited someone up to our room before. How would this unfold? I couldn't wait to find out as I watched Liz blatently seduce this young man on the dance floor.

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Thanks guys! Had to get some sleep at 2 a.m.
I'll try to continue tomorrow.

They were now a couple in lust on the dance floor swaying together locked in an embrace with young Kevin again behind Liz, arms wrapped around her waist. She would alternate between clasping her arms around his and reaching back and resting her head on his shoulder as she continued to grind her ass into his groin. I could see him whispering into Liz's ear again as they moved as one and she would smile seductively and nod her head. After some more time of heated coupling they finally returned to the bar. Liz had her arm in his and was laughing on their way back. Kevin excused himself to go to the men's room and I smiled at my hotwife as she picked up her glass of wine.

"Well", I said, "Are you having fun yet? Looks like you two are hitting it off".

"Yes", she replied, "He's very muscular and has a hard body. He's a good dancer,too".

"Anything else"? I had to ask.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and planted a long, wet kiss on my mouth. I could feel her excitement. Liz placed her mouth close to my ear and whispered "He has a really big cock" in her sexiest voice. She then reached down and started massaging my raging hard-on right at the bar not caring in the least who might see.

I smiled again as she stuck her tongue in my ear and cooed the words I'd been waiting to hear for years "I might have to have my way with him".

"What was he saying to you while you were dancing so close"?

" That he would like to fuck me" as she pulled back and stared deeply into my eyes as my mouth got very dry.

" What was your response"? I managed as my heart pounded.


" I said that I would like that..very much."

As Kevin returned from the men's room, Liz moved from me to his side and started rubbing his back under his sport jacket.She looked so sexy acting like a smitten co-ed with the object of her desire. We had walked in as a couple and now she was hanging on this younger stud we had met in the club. If anyone noticed it wasn't apparent to me and Liz didn't seem to have a care in the world. She was uninhibited, tipsy,and turned-on. I was comfortably numb myself and almost shaking from the excitement of what was unfolding before my eyes.

" My glass is empty" pouted Liz as she rubbed his arm now with soothing motions.

"Well, we've danced enough. Why don't we invite Kevin up to our room for a nightcap"? I replied with an innocent smile.

She gave Kevin a devilish smile as she pressed her breasts into his side and asked him if he would like to have a drink with us.

He shrugged his shoulders and said " Sure. I'd love to".

So there we went. A 55 year old couple walking out of the hotel dance club with another guy who looked to me to be about 40. Liz walked between us with an arm in each of ours. A few people seemed to notice but were mostly checking out Liz in her tight dress, high heels, and blond mane. We entered the elevator, the doors closed, and Liz once again moved in on Kevin. He glanced at me and I gave him a reassuring nod. She seductively ran her hand through his curly brown hair, stared into his eyes and softly planted the most sensuous kiss on his mouth that I had ever witnessed. My heart was in my throat. She was on fire. He wrapped his arms around her and they kissed each other with passion. It was mind boggling to witness. The elevator arrived at our floor and they broke their embrace. Liz got off first and smiled that naughty smile of hers as she passed me. I used to call her alter ego "Maureen" and Maureen was being unleashed tonight.

The room was a king sized bed with a nice sitting area. A couch and an easy chair were perfect for three. I had fantasized many times about just such a scenario and set about opening another bottle of wine and setting the mood I had envisioned. Liz excused herself this time and said she was going to freshen up. I pointed to the couch, took a seat in the chair, and started chatting up Kevin. He removed his sport jacked revealing the body that Liz had described. He was certainly studly. I found out he was only 38 years old, single, liked to work out (obviously),and had played football in college.I explained that Liz had had a couple of boyfriend relationships during our marriage but always met them alone. We had never invited someone to our room before. He said that he had read about married couples connecting with younger men but had never done it himself and was intrigued at our openness. He told me that Liz just blew him away from the moment he saw her dancing. Such a classy woman with a killer body and sexy smile, he said. The type of older woman he had always secretly desired. I told him that she never fails to excite me and she was obviously taken with him.

The bathroom door opened and out walked a sexual vision. Oozing sexuality from every pore in her body "Maureen" sashayed over to the couch. I praised her appearance and she did a little pirouette in front of two awestruck men. I could tell she had enhanced her make-up giving her eyes even more of a smoky,sultry,suggestive aura. A fresh application of bright red lipstick adorned her mouth. Her hair was even a little more wild and teased. Her familiar perfume wafted through the air, the scent intoxicating to any breathing male. I knew a seduction was about to take place in my presence. Her dress rode up her slender, shapely thighs as she took her place on the couch next to Kevin, picked up the glass of wine I had poured and said:

"Did anyone bring a joint"?

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As we passed the joint around our little threesome I couldn't help but reminisce about Liz's earlier experiences with her younger lover,Jim, who was a mere 26 when she was 35 when it all started for us. They met at this very hotel a time or two. I remember attending my 30th high school reunion while she was getting her brains fucked out by this talented young man with the enormous cock. I remembered her telling me that he brought a sexy black wig and asked her to put it on. She did and he took pictures of her in it and some very alluring lingerie that she had picked out just for him.She liked it actually and said she looked really sexy in it. The contrast between her blue eyes and the short sassy black wig as opposed to her normally longer blond hair was arresting. I never even got to see the pictures. She also had laughingly told me about the maid walking in on them with towels as Liz was riding his cock for her first round.

Now I was witnessing her hotwife skills in the flesh. Liz always did attract male attention with her exotic looks, seductive eyes, and winning smile. It would make me mad and jealous when she would respond in her flirtatious way when interacting with obviously interested alpha males. But after 10 years of marriage and 2 kids, my perspective changed and I started to fantasize about her fucking another man. I would ask her questions about past lovers and how well endowed they were. Shocked at first, after a bottle of wine, she would describe who and how she fucked in her earlier days, their endowment and who was the best. This would fuel my desires and slowly we broached the subject of a lover during our date night discussions. Then a fateful night in a hotel in San Francisco and we were off to the races. After a romantic dinner and much wine, she made up a story about wanting to sleep with a former boss of mine who was much older but a real ladies man. My reaction was off the charts and she realized I was really serious about her taking a lover. Eventually she would talk about a cute cook at the restaurant she worked at and that led to a 13 year affair between an older married woman and a younger single guy who she couldn't get enough of. He satisfied her hunger for hard cock thrusting into her for hours punctuated by screaming orgasms.

Liz looked at me quizzically and asked why I was being quiet. I answered that I was just thinking about how beautiful she is. She was taking long drags on the joint and passing it to Kevin who also seemed very familiar with cannabis. If alcohol was the lubricant that made Liz lose her inhibitions, then ganja was the aphrodisiac that compelled her to crave sex. I could see the pot having the desired effect on her as she edged closer to Kevin as they passed the joint and she was overtly coming on to him at this point. Her hand would casually drift down to his thigh and her other hand stroked his hair. I was now witnessing the scene I had always pictured in my mind that Liz would describe after returning from Jim's. Things were getting interesting indeed!

I impulsively reached for my cellphone and suggested a few pictures. Liz looked at Kevin and as he nodded his approval she edged even closer to him as he put his arm around her. Her left hand remained on his leg. I had to admit they made an attractive couple and told them so. They smiled for the shot as I clicked a few pictures. Then I asked Liz to give him a hug. She placed her arms around his waist and embraced him ,again, smiling at the camera. Pushing a little more I suggested a pose kissing. She eagerly complied by placing another liplock on him like the one on the elevator, only this time, more intense. I clicked with an increasingly less steady hand. Emboldened, I told her to sit on his lap. Enjoying this little exercise, she rose, turned toward me, and plopped down on Kevin's lap with arms wrapped around his neck. Now I could view her incredible sexiness for it's full value. Her long shapely legs stretched out towards me, dress riding up to her upper thighs, low cut dress showing ample cleavage and her adorable face flushed with obvious excitement. Now the teasing began.


"'My husband enjoys it when I'm with another man, don't you, honey"?

"Yes".

"It excites him when I tell him stories" she continued.

"I already mentioned that to Kevin when you were in the bathroom".

"You did? Did he tell you that I used to have a lover, Kevin"?

Kevin answered "Yes he did and I think it's really cool and makes you even more desirable in my eyes".

She answered his statement with another long kiss and now tongues were intertwining. His hand was trailing up slowly under her dress and stroking her thighs. She clasped her hands around his head and continued playing with his hair while her breathing grew more intense. She placed her left hand on his wandering hand stroking her legs and raised it provacatively towards her warmth. The top seams of her thigh-high stockings appeared as his hand was gently encouraged to touch her panty-clad pussy. A low moan emitted from her parted lips as he touched her essence, already starting to moisten. She encouraged his actions with more intense kissing and spreading her legs. I had a direct view of her wet spot showing through her black panties. Passion was increasing as he skimmed his fingers expertly under the top of the skimpy material and slid them down to find her warm, wet, welcoming cunt. She arched her back and yelped as he plunged his thick middle finger deep inside her pussy.

" Oh God. That feels so good. Please don't stop" she implored him with eyes wild with desire. I was now just a fly on the wall. They were now a pair about to become lovers. They were alone with their lust for each other and nothing would stop them now. Not that I wanted to stop anything. Enthralled, I watched as past stories from Liz flitted through my mind as this scene unfolded before me. This wife of mine was a wild adulteress when she wanted to be. He continued to finger fuck her causing her to moan and attack him with kissing on his neck, his mouth, and his ear. She was moaning into his ear again and telling him that she wanted him so badly now. That it had been so long since she had enjoyed a lover ravish her.That she needed to be fucked in a very special way.

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please do not leave us hanging I'm sure it did not end there

Liz's hand descended to his probing fingers and pressed hard pushing his middle digit as far as possible into her squishing cunny. Then slowly she withdrew his moist fingers and raised them to her lips. Inserting his two biggest fingers in her oval mouth she stared into his eyes as she sucked on them and cleaned them of her juices. Then continuing her vise grip on his fingers with her sensuous mouth her left hand fell to his hardening cock and started massaging him without breaking stride or her eyes locked with his. His excitement was now palpable. He was seduced by her mastery of the male anatomy. He was helpless to do anything but comply with her obvious desire to be fucked. Every muscle in his body was gearing up to make love to this woman. The pot only enhanced their desire for each other.Their eyes were locked in mutual lust and understanding that transcended spoken words. I swallowed hard at this spectacle before me and waited with baited breathe for their next move.

With a knowing look she rose and took his hand and led him to the king size sheraton sleeper. She turned her back and asked him to unzipper her dress. He again complied and she slipped out of the black shimmery dress revealing her exquisite body. She sat at the end of the bed in her black satin bra, silk panties, thigh high stockings and black stiletto heels looking all the world like the epitome of a sexual woman in heat. She reached for his belt buckle and looked up to his handsome face and asked innocently "May I see what you have in here"? Nodding his head he helped her loosen his pants and let them fall to the floor. His bulge was certainly impressive and I stopped breathing as Liz again taunted him with light stroking through his underwear. Her eyes danced with excitement as the bulge grew ever bigger. "Would you like me to suck your cock"? was her verbal question and visual taunt. He nodded again as she slowly slipped his undies down his muscular legs. Out sprang his heretofore constrained monster. He was a good 3" longer than me(6 1/2") and twice the girth of my average appendage. Her eyes locked on this penile gift from the gods and she actually licked her lips in anticipation. Sliding her mouth over the mushroom head of his cock, she made her slow descent down his vein-enlarged shaft leaving a trail of saliva and making his cock glisten. When Liz gets stoned she really turns into a slut and a tease. She drove him crazy with her slow sensuous sucking of his cock. Teasing his balls with her lacquered fingernails and caressing his phallus with her other hand while performing fellatio on him was driving him to distraction. I wondered how long he could hold off from cumming with her mastery of his cock with her sensuous mouth and long, elegant, soft fingers. He removed his shirt and now stood naked before her. This guy was built and was obviously turning on Liz with his masculinity. He held her head in his hands as her tempo increased. She was milking his cock with a vengeance. Her mouth formed a perfect "O" to accommodate his thick member just as a vagina would. He started fucking her mouth and she gripped his buttocks with her nails, wanting all of him. His face contorted and her eyes enlarged as she swallowed the cream of this young guy and it flowed easily down her throat.

Slowly withdrawing her mouth from his cock, Liz drew her fingers to her mouth catching any dripping semen, smiled up at Kevin, and flicked her tongue over the eyelet of his phallus still dripping cum. He stood over her watching this vision of a woman ministering to his penis like a grateful mistress.

"Will you fuck me now, Kevin"? she asked with imploring eyes. He was still unbelievably 3/4 hard after that incredible orgasm from Liz's exquisite blowjob.

"I need you inside of me...for a really long time. Can you do that for me"?

Now he took control. Pushing her down on the bed he pinned her arms back behind her head. His kisses were received with passion and yearning for more. Hovering over her he sucked and bit her neck leaving a nice claiming mark. She submitted effortlessly to his aggressiveness. Her groin lifted to meet his but he was now going to have his way with her. Removing her bra left her breasts and nipples vulnerable to his advances. Sucking, licking and biting both nipples made her frantic. She held his head to increase the suction on her sensitive nipples as she pushed and pulled his mouth on and off to increase her pleasure. Her pleasure turned to pleas. He slithered down her torso and ran his tongue down her abdomen edging closer to her gushing wet panties. Drawing them slowly down her legs only made her reach for his head wanting his tongue inside of her. He raised her legs exposing her shapely buttocks and tight anus. He licked and wet her bunghole causing Liz to moan and grip him tighter. He slowly traced her vaginal lips with his very wet tongue. Now whimpering, Liz begged " Please fuck me,fuck me now"! Continuing his teasing and taunting, he plunged his tongue deep inside her pussy and started rubbing her clitoris with his index finger. Then reversing course, he plunged his finger expertly inside her orifice and gently licked her clit with wet tongue. This set Liz off like a firecracker and she let out a loud scream. "Please, please ,please..." was all she could muster as he continued to pleasure her. His finger turned upward and stroked her G spot as he continued to lick her engorged clitoris. Bucking wildly on the bed, Liz couldn't escape his clutches and succumbed to her first orgasm gushing her juices all over his finger.

"Yes, yes, yes" led to "Oh, oh, ah, ahhhhhhhhh...".

"Fuck me now...now...now... please...please....Baby, I need you now".

He positioned himself over her submissive body and asked the question on everyone's mind as his now rigid cock hovered over her desperate cunt.

"Who's your baby? Who's your baby now"?

With candid eyes she begged with him erotically "You are. You're my baby. I'm yours. I'm your slut. I'll do anything." Her hips rose to meet his and without breaking eye contact, his fully erect cock fluidly disappeared into my wife's vagina without a hitch. He lowered himself onto her body and they embraced in the most passionate of kisses. He was now buried deep inside her, stretching her, filling her hunger for him. Her legs swung around his back and clamped down on his buttocks. I was an invisible fly on the wall. They were alone with each other totally immersed in their lovemaking now. His strokes were met by Liz's panting upswings of her hips and groin to meet his. The pounding began.

Liz's stories of her younger boyfriend were mind boggling in our earlier years. He was hung (11"??!!!), thick, could fuck multiple times, and was crazy about my wife. She couldn't get enough of his oral and copulating skills. I was average in size, considerate and giving in bed, but could never last very long. We would always rely on long foreplay, giving her an orgasm orally first, then making love, usually only once. It was always good...great. But there was an under current simmering that she wanted more. Finally, when she was 35, she met the much younger cook at the restaurant and they toyed with each other, neither wanting to push the other into an adulterous affair. Liz pushed the envelope finally at an after work party when she started rubbing his back under his shirt about 3 in the morning and in his then girlfriend's apartment while she was in the kitchen. She obviously wanted him and couldn't control her urges any longer. That started an affair (with my knowledge and approval) that would rock her world and bring me to orgasm time after time when she would come home with her stories of their exploits. Our lovemaking was off the charts on date night after she would see him usually about once a week. Following a similar pattern, she would dress in lingerie, heels, heavy make-up, and bright red lipstick to satisfy my craving for her to act like a slut and show me, tell me about her night with Jim. We would drink wine, smoke pot, and listen to great music by candlelight as she described how he would man-handle her and make her do the things he wanted. She was entirely his and would do anything to get his cock inside of her for hours. She taught him to be a lover,not just a fucker, but he could fuck long and hard when she wanted and she usually wanted it that way. She started dressing up for him,too, as he liked what he saw when she would get dolled up and stroll out to his living room looking like a sex goddess. She liked to smoke pot before making love with him,too, as it only enhanced her experience with him and would make her wild in his bed. Of course, this would drive me even more crazy as the boomerang effect went round and round. He was an amazing lover and gave her multiple orgasms during their nights together, which I simply couldn't do. She said after they made love for a long time, she,wanting more,would stroke or mouth his cock to another orgasm, he would cum in her mouth, get hard again with her help, and fuck her for another hour. He just filled her up completely and could make her orgasm repeatedly on his cock. She loved to ride him to orgasm after orgasm making her scream in ecstasy.I never got to watch but the stories alone were incredible. She was, at the time, an attractive but normal neighborhood mother and wife.

Next- The conclusion of our Sheraton story.

Liz had also had another lover in this same hotel. An old friend from high school she had enticed at a reunion, sparks flew between them, and he pursued her with a vengence. They started with e-mails, then lunch, then dinner and a rendezvous in a hotel room. He was actually a few years older than she but was also a talented lover and she responded to his advances. They met at this very hotel for lunch, had a few drinks, then discussed the possibility of getting a room. She encouraged him and they ended up fucking an afternoon away after overcoming their initial reluctance. He could also last for long periods of time and she loved to ride his 9" cock to orgasm.

So here I am actually witnessing her taking her 3rd lover (besides me) at this very same hotel, something I had never been able to do. It had just started that way and stayed that way. In my comfortably numb state, I tried to envision her with her earlier lovers while watching this incredible sight before me. Her descriptions after coming home from one of her nights with Jim paled in comparison to what I was taking in now. She was older now, more mature, sure of herself, but here she was submitting to Kevin's every whim. His muscular body hovered over her as he plunged his cock into her making her gasp with passion. She stared up into his eyes pleading with him, without saying a word, to keep fucking her, filling her, satisfying her hunger for him. He teased her by slowing his strokes making her pant and plead for him to continue. Her whimper was validity of his tremendous skill to satisfy a woman of experience. From my side view, I could see his cock sliding into her effortlessly and her lips expanding to take in his girth reluctantly releasing him with ever more of her love juice lubricating his thick cock. She shook her head in disbelieve at his staying power, eyes locked on each other.

'Don't stop. Keep fucking me like this all night...please? I've never felt like this in my life. Can you do that for me"?

He just nodded and rotated his hips in an incredible tease. Her reaction was equally stunning. She plunged her tongue in his mouth and stroked his balls with her manicured fingers. He continued making love to my wife while she became his mistress, his concubine, his whore and slut. They were a perfect fit. Her body just melded into his and their mutual lust for each other was overwhelming. I hadn't seen her like this since our twenties when every sexual encounter together was magical. She kept whispering encouragement to him and saying things I couldn't really make out but it was obvious she just wanted him to keep giving her his cock as long as he could. She had described marathon sessions with Jim in the past but it was impossible to picture their fucking going on
for so long in my mind. Now I was watching her in full slut mode and only wanting more. My wildest fantasies were now reality and I was seeing my wife for what she always described to me after being with Jim. She was a wanton wild sexual woman.

Taking him deep, she begged for more. She wanted it hard and fast. He picked up his pace and started ramming his cock into her. She eagerly met his strokes and I started to see what she was capable of. Her legs embraced his back, she gripped his buttocks with both hands. Her head drifted back into a blissful state, her eyes closing in complete satisfaction. I thought to myself "This is how she fucked Jim .This is how she was his slut so many times, giving herself completely to his incredible lovemaking". Her utter submission to his cock was mind boggling. He asked her if she wanted him to cum inside her and she answered immediately "Yes...please...I want your cum inside of me". His red swollen cock finally released it's load deep inside of her as she simultaneously came all over his slippery phallus. Their panting slowly subsided as their bodies tried to recover from this erotic adventure. He slowly dismounted Liz and she got up to use the bathroom. I was speechless as I tried to assimilate what I had just witnessed. She returned,glowing, directly to his side and cuddling alongside his obviously desirable body. He was on his back and she was all over him, stroking and kissing him tenderly, obviously wanting more. Now I was replaying the stories of her pleasuring Jim in my mind. She told me about stroking his cock back to attention with her very feminine hands and warm mouth. Enticing Kevin with her womanly ways, he slowly grew hard again and she kept smiling at his expanding erection and verbally encouraging him, telling him she wanted him again. Looking at him with renewed lust while playing with his cock, she asked if she could sit on him and have him inside of her again. He wanted her just as badly and they smoothly moved to accommodate each other. Liz slipped his hardness into her pussy and settled into a slow rhythm of lovemaking. Her talent shows when she is in control and she did a sensual dance on his cock driving them both to dizzying levels of erotic sexual delight. He watched her in wonder as she again closed her eyes and took every inch of pleasure with his magnificent cock. Lost in her own world of pleasure and passion, she showed him what an experienced woman of lovemaking needed and wanted.Her convulsions echoed throughout the room as she came and came on his young, virile cock. Throughout the rest of the night they would continue to dare each other to fuck once more. I actually woke up in my chair seeing Liz kneeling up against the headboard taking him again from behind and one hand holding his backside imploring him to fuck her harder.

What a night.

A very hot read,,,Thanks very much.

Amazing story!!!!!!!!!!!!

You have missed Your Calling. You have had me squirming in my seat for an hour.
You are an excellent writer.

Your Hot Wife is Sooo Lucky to have a partner like You.

Awesome Night.
Awesome Story.

I'm new hear, and Very Glad I found this site.
Every time I stay at a Sheraton I will wonder if this is the Place.

And You are equally Lucky to have this Lady in Your life.

Hats off to You both.