Erotica / Hotwife / Cuckold / Two men and one woman
Fact remains, I'm almost addicted to him…
This is a true story erotic novel about a hotel night of mine when two different bulls visted me, one after the other…
Catch up on Part 1 and 2 here:
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When Adam had left, I stepped into the huge shower, sat down on the mosaic-adorned shower sofa and let the really hot rays of water wash over me. It was not the most environmentally friendly shower of the year but it was very nice. I took some shower gel in my hands and massaged my breasts and cleaned away the traces of Adam's cum.
Once out of the shower, I got dressed and decided to go out to get something to eat. My planned shopping afternoon had obviously not turned out as planned but the alternative activity had been way better. I can always do some shopping tomorrow, I thought to myself.
Now I steered the steps towards a grocery store where I purchased some cheeses, cold cuts and fruits. Then I went to the liquor shop to buy a bottle of wine. Satisfied with my purchases, I went back to the hotel.
The snow-mixed rain made me feel cold even after entering the hotel so I picked up the huge blanket from the bed and lay down on the sofa and enjoyed having some time on my own. I, who almost never watch TV, spent the next few hours just watching a few different programs, eating pick-me-up food and drinking a couple of glasses of red wine.
I was really eager to call hubby and tell him about the day's previous adventures but I controlled myself. Instead, I called him to say good night. I didn't say anything about plan 2 for the night either and he knew better than to ask. He probably assumed I had an upcoming surprise for him.
A few seconds after we hung up, I sent him the photo of my breasts with cum pouring down over them. That's all he needed to know right now. I'll surprise him with details about everything tomorrow, I thought to myself. He'd gone mad with horniness if he knew what I had been and would be up to… Only the photo made my phone beep a number of times as he explained how horny he now was.
***
I'd been seeing Ben for quite some time now. Since the first time we met and he gave me the best massage of my life, with a very happy ending, we'd been seeing each other regularly.
He'd told me he was working until 21.30 but shortly before that time he texted me and said he'd have to stay a bit longer than planned at the hospital. I thought about how luxurious it was to only work office hours and also to be able to work from home when I felt like it. Clearly the situation at a hospital is completely different, especially now during the covid pandemic.
I told him to let me know when he was on his way. I felt quite tired but I really wanted to see him.
It took just over an hour and a half before he finally showed up. He was different from other men I meet. Older. Not as socially skilled perhaps one might say. But of course, a wonderfully nice person. It's a prerequisite for me seeing someone at all. But the fact remains, I'm almost addicted to him.
There are probably two main reasons for this. First, his fingers and hands seem to find their way inside me in a way I have never experienced before. Second, he's got the most beautiful cock I have ever seen and he sure knows how to use it.
I went downstairs to meet him. I'd already washed off my makeup and actually made myself ready for bed. However, I didn't feel like I needed to be dressed up to meet him and that was actually a nice feeling.
I was happy to see that there was now a different woman working at the reception than during my previous "visit". I smiled to myself.
"Is the front door locked at this time?" I asked her.
"Yes, but you can unlock it down there."
"Okay, great! My husband got stuck at work."
She smiled understandingly and I went down the short stairs and unlocked the door. He smiled at me and followed me towards the elevators.
"Sorry I got here so late."
"No worries," I replied and opened the door to the hotel room. "You're here now and that's all I care about."
***
"Oh damn, that's a big hotel room!"
He closed the door behind us and I turned towards him and hugged him. He placed his hand under my chin and bent it upwards. We kissed. As usual, he had to bend down quite a bit to be able to kiss me. He is well over 1.90. And yes, I have a tendency to meet tall men, I really find it sexy with size difference.
When I took my coat off, he immediately realized I was wearing a black and pretty transparent lace negligée underneath. That I was wearing only that.
I felt how his breathing got heavier and his right hand found its way up under the negligée and to my hungrily waiting pussy. He played with a finger inside me and moaned lightly.
"You are always so wonderfully wet."
I didn't feel like small talk. I just wanted him to touch me. Like only he could. My thoughts were interrupted by the fact that his fingers seemed to follow my thoughts. I felt more fingers slide into me and as usual I lost control and all thoughts of something else. I lay beside him gasping for breath.
He kissed me calmly and gently and held his fingers still. I came back to life, looked up at him and kissed him back. Just as he looked me in the eyes, he pressed his fingers in exactly the right place inside of me and I moaned. He was obviously teasing me. He gave me what I wanted for a few seconds at a time, no more. I writhed in his arms and wanted more, I was just on the verge of squirting and I knew very well that he both could and liked to keep me right there. For a long time.
He continued to slowly massage my inside. He was still wearing his clothes and I still hadn't touched him in any sexual way.
He moved his fingers again and I felt how my liquids slowly poured out of me. But just a little bit. Enough to drive me crazy with horniness but not so much that the bed got completely drenched, which he absolutely had both the knowledge and capacity to make it.
He was lying on his side next to me and I on my back. I placed my right leg over his legs, giving him completely free access to my pussy.
I felt how he let his fingers slide in and out of me a few times, making me longing for more.
I really loved the feeling when I'm so soaked and swollen. I get so smooth and soft that way and I knew he felt exactly the same way, as he'd told me so on a number of occasions.
Apparently, he was also fully aware of the fact that I was as wet as one can get. I felt how he pressed several fingers into me. It was very unclear how many he started with but soon I felt more. I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing. After a while, I felt him starting to use his whole hand to stretch me and he definitely hasn't got small hands.
He didn't say anything, he just kissed me while he continued to press his hand into me. I gasped and didn't dare to move. He'd never done anything like this before.
I felt how he stretched my tight pussy little by little and I couldn't stop thinking that my earlier adventures the same day probably had facilitated this being possible now. He couldn't get his whole hand inside me but he began to fist me slowly up until the thickest part of his hand. I was gasping next to him but as he increased the pace, I moaned out loudly with every thrust.
I felt how I was getting closer to an orgasm when he suddenly stopped moving his hand. His hand was still deep inside me when he instead began to move his fingers in what felt like big circles inside my pussy. I completely lost control over my body and when he pressed his hand a bit further in, while simultaneously wiggling his fingers, I came in a long shake.
Everything turned black and I don't remember much of what happened immediately afterwards. I guess I was just lying on the bed in his arms. I felt small there and I really liked that feeling.
***
The next memory I have is that he's suddenly without clothes and now sits on his knees over my chest. My arms were thus clamped along my sides. His huge cock was rock-hard and right in front of my face.
"Suck me!"
Of course, I did as he said. I loved sucking his cock but to be honest I wouldn't have had any chance to get away if I had wanted to, given my position. He put his hand behind my neck and lifted my head slightly and pressed himself down my throat.
His cock was drenched in my saliva as he pulled it out and I felt my eyes water by the lack of air. He began to facefuck me hard but actually he could do whatever he wanted, I trusted him completely. After a while he got off me and went and fetched a glass of water for me. I was very thirsty and drank it all.
I meaningfully looked at the bed and made him lay down on his back. I knelt between his legs and pulled off my negligée so that I was completely naked.
"Your breasts…"
He didn't finish the sentence. Instead, I leaned forward and started sucking his cock. He tasted good and I got extremely horny by feeling his cock in my mouth. He moaned by my treatment. That was another thing I really liked about him. He sure didn't hold back. Rather, he was always being very loud and I loved hearing his pleasure.
I started to jerk him off while I continued to give him a blow job. I put both my hands around his cock, one after the other. I absolutely loved the fact that my hands in that position didn't cover his entire length.
"This is probably the sexiest thing I've ever seen," I said honestly.
He just smiled at me. I crawled up so that I ended up over his hips, standing on my knees with one leg on each side of him. I felt his cock against my opening as I leaned forward and kissed him.
"I really, really need to ride your cock," I gasped, mad with horniness.
He still didn't say anything, he just let me suffer there, with the tip of his cock right by my pussy. My thoughts rushed. Had he forgotten to bring condoms? At the moment the thought felt awful, I was desperate. Actually, we had had dates without penetrating sex and just gone oral but that was still unusual.
He interrupted my thoughts by moving me so that I again ended up on my back next to him and I felt how his fingers slid into me. Immediately he had me on the verge of squirting again.
"I actually don't understand how you can know my body so well…"
"I love feeling your body."
"Aaahh!!"
Finally, he made me squirt, a lot this time and I thought I would probably sleep on the other side of the bed later. He leaned forward and licked me for a long time.
He got up and went to his bag and took out a condom. What?! He'd really made me suffer in belief that we couldn't have sex. He came back with the condom on and pushed me down in bed.
***
He penetrated me and I moaned, or maybe rather screamed. I had almost forgotten how big he felt inside me. He put his huge hand around my neck and I liked the feeling that he almost reached around my neck with his fingers. He began to fuck me and soon he increased the pace.
"Fuck me from behind," I begged him.
I looked at him in the mirror as he slowly penetrated me. I loved feeling how he hit my bottom from behind. He was always rock-hard; I couldn't believe how lucky I was who had met such a great bull.
At the end, I couldn't wait any more, I really wanted to ride him. I'd been waiting for what now felt like an eternity. I straddled him and felt how his cock entered me as I lowered myself over him. We kissed.
"You're quite addictive."
I said nothing but thought to myself that he sure wasn't alone in feeling that way.
I sat up and started riding him. He caressed my breasts and moaned loudly. I increased the pace and suddenly he was so loud that I first thought he was coming, then I became worried that I was hurting him. I slowed down.
"Are you ok?"
"Yes! You're so beautiful. I love being this close to an orgasm with you."
I smiled and increased the pace again. He moaned really loud now. Wonderful! I really think it should be heard and seen when something feels good. I rode him hard and wild and it was obvious that he'd cum within a few seconds.
I got off him quickly, pulled off the condom and knelt on the floor next to the bed. He got out of bed and quickly pushed his cock into my mouth. I only had time to suck him for a few seconds before he placed his load in my mouth. Talk about déjà vu from a few hours earlier I thought. That's what I call a wonderful day! I swallowed and smiled at him.
When he'd left, I felt how the fatigue came over me. No wonder really, it was now after 02.00 at night. I fell asleep with a smile on my face, thinking about how I'd tell hubby about all the details tomorrow.
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