"Baby!" Fuck, his cock stretches my pussy to perfection. The way he swells when he pumps into me is better than any sex toy that could ever be developed and manufactured.

"Your pussy is so tight!" The strain in his voice makes my skin crawl in the best possible way. There's the creepy skin crawls where you want to just hide under a rock; then there is this. The billions of little pin-pricks, each one bringing me closer to euphoria than ever.

The room is full of our earthy, musky scent — our bodies and souls combining in the rich, sweet aromas of passion and lust.

That's not all. There's the sweat. This isn't a casual fuck. This is real. It's hard and fast. It's the result of weeks of build-up that finally boiled over into this. A body slapping, skin-rubbing, pussy filling night.

My husband doesn't know I'm here. Or maybe he does, and he's turning a blind eye. Either way, I'm not sure I can ever go back to being satisfied with him now that I've felt Riley's cock spreading me open.

There is one more thing that I should mention. Riley isn't the only man here. Jack is waiting patiently for his turn with my pretty pink pussy.

We are assigned to the same case. Long hours holed up in hotel rooms, sharing our lives together has an effect on a person. I swore nothing would happen even when I saw how fucking beautiful they were, but day after day, my body began to override my logic. I'm human, and I have needs. Specifically, I need fat cock destroying my perfect little cunt.

It started with tingles running up my spine when they would lean over the table, and their muscles would bulge and flex.

Then, I started to notice their scents. Riley was Iight and citrusy, whereas Jack's scent is darker and more woodsy. Both are delicious, and both are complimentary to one another.

A few nights ago, they went out for a drink after a long 14-hour day of sorting through papers and reading more articles and documents than we will ever need on this stupid case. They invited me, of course, but I couldn't go. Not that time. I had to stay back and address the changes inside me.

I called my husband, hoping that hearing his voice would create the metaphorical wall I needed between my logic and these thoughts of passion and lust. His monotone, careless tones did anything but what I hoped. He seemed disinterested in talking to me — almost like it was a chore. That was the tipping point.

I let the hot water of the shower cascade over my naked body. The suds from the shampoo made little trials down over my tits and found its way to my pussy. The first touch was to my left nipple. It was subconscious, but the bite of pain from the squeeze awoke things inside me that I couldn't ignore.

My pussy hadn't felt so much of a light touch in weeks, but that was about to change. I pushed my fingers so far into me, picturing it was Riley's cock, then when I added more fingers, it was Jack.

They took turns fucking me in the shower that night until I came so hard I nearly fell and passed out.

I was breathless as I tried to gather my thoughts about what just happened. It felt like cheating. Fantasizing about my coworkers was wrong, but why did it feel so fucking good.

It happened again the next day and the day after that until I couldn't take it anymore.

I begged them for their cocks in the middle of the afternoon, knowing that we were on a deadline. The deal was made. Once we completed the work for the day, it was game on.

That's my tits can't sit still as Riley punches his cock into me repeatedly. I've already cum once, but I'm well on my way to a second mind-blowing orgasm and hopefully a third and fourth.

The sounds of my slippery pussy being pummeled, the sloshing, sloppy sounds fill the room as Riley's fingers dig deeper into my hips.

"Oh, fuck!" His body jerks, and his cock twitches inside me. His breathing is fucked up as he lets go inside me. It's an explosion. His body simply lets go as he groans through the orgasm.

"Son of a bitch! Your pussy is fucking magic!" He's panting like a dog on the hot pavement. His cock still sits inside me, but it's not the hard monster it was moments ago. It's soft and flexible as he snakes it from between my legs, pulling with it globs and strings of our combined cum.

"That's the hottest thing I've ever seen." Jack's growling voice pulls my attention from Riley to see his cock in his hand as he primes himself for my pussy.

"Got room for another?" His wild, twisted grin tells me it's not a question. He's going to fuck me hard, potentially harder than Riley judging by the fire in his eyes.

"Yes, of course, baby." My pussy right now is a hot mess of cum and arousal, but that doesn't seem to bother him in the slightest.

"Are you ready for me?"

"I've never been more ready."

"Good, baby girl. Good."

The squeal when he lifts me from the bed, flips me over, and pulls me to the edge of the bed can probably be heard throughout the entire hotel, but I don't care. I'm about to get the second beautiful cock of the night, and my pussy is humming with anticipation.

Jack is going to get to fuck me, but I have other plans this time around, too. Something I never imagined I would do.

To be continued…

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