69 with my cheating wife before a rough fuck in the motel
The Motel Room is Unassuming
She booked the room online ahead of time, using her husband’s credit card information she had long ago memorized. The motel wasn’t anything special – a run-down collection of small rooms off the highway, no doubt frequented by weekend warriors and the occasional illicit tryst. Exactly what Shannon needed – somewhere unremarkable with check-in desks that didn’t ask too many questions or take names. She wanted to be able to get in, get fucked, and get out without leaving any trace of her unfaithful indiscretions.
Shannon arrived 30 minutes early on purpose. She needed time to set the mood to her liking. Last time this other man had fucked her brains out against the sink, his clothes still on as she eagerly hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties aside. But after a raunchy, wild 69 session between the sink and the cramped shower, there wasn’t even a second to tidy up before having to book it out of there and rush home to intercept her husband.
This time, she made a plan. And that plan involved a much bigger, much more comfortable bed. One where the sheets would be changed after they soiled them. Shannon smirked as an image of her young, toned lover boarding up her pussy flashed through her imagination. She knew exactly how they would spend the night – and it involved almost no hesitation.
After hanging the “do not disturb” sign, altering the thermostat to a sultry 78 degrees, and dimming the lights until only the motel room’s lamp was lit, Shannon slipped out of her clothes and collapsed back onto the soft comforter. She’d been grinding her hips against her car seat the whole drive over, imagining this precise moment. Sliding two fingers into her mouth, she sucked them clean, enjoying the salty taste of her own excitement.
It took him 15 minutes before his knock arriving. Exactly as promised. This man always did know how to make an entrance. Shannon rose to her feet, her naked body shimmering in the low light. She sauntered over to the door and cracked it open slowly. Without a word, he was inside, backing her up against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head.
The 69 began immediately, frenzied and intense. Their lips and tongues devoured each other as they switched positions repeatedly, Shannon’s knees and cheek sliding along the carpet. He probed deep, his hands gripping her hips, angling her open mouth tighter against his cock. When his face finally dove into her hot, soaked slit, Shannon couldn’t contain her scream. Her mind exploded with pleasure as his tongue plunged inside her tightness before caressing her clit.
They were utterly lost in each other, in their anonymity, in their reckless abandon. Shannon’s eyes fluttered shut as he licked her harder, faster, his nose buried in her heated folds. His mouth worked a skillful magic, drawing her juices over her sex, leaving her dripping, desperate. When he finally slid his impossibly huge cock inside her aching heat with one swift thrust, Shannon threw her head back in ecstasy. They started fucking immediately – rough, primal, animalistic. No more games, no more teasing. Just raw, unbridled carnal lust as the other man slammed his hips against hers. The slick, slapping sounds of their fleshCongruoined with Shannon’s muffled moans and grunts, filling the darkened room.
The intense 69 had left Shannon teetering right on the edge. Now, as this man pounded into her with frenzied intensity, she felt herself quickly unraveling in his strong arms. “Don’t stop,” she commanded breathlessly between cries of pleasure, her voice thick with lust. “I’m…oh fuck…I’m so close…”
He grunted in response, pumping harder, forcing himself deeper. Their bodies glistened with sweat, rolling together, meeting thrust for thrust. The pressure coiled tighter and tighter inside Shannon until it exploded almost painfully, torturous waves of rapture crashing over her trembling form. Her heels dug into the back of his thighs as she spasmed helplessly against him, screaming his name over and over again as the orgasm rathrbed through her, leaving her boneless and spent.
But he wasn’t done with her. Far from it. Flipping her over onto her stomach, he gripped her hips and drove his cock into her pulsing sex from behind. Shannon cried out again, her face pressed against the cool sheets. He fucked her like this for what felt like hours – relentlessly, savagely, each thrust pushing her clit against the offensive. Shannon had never come so hard, and so frequently in her life. She lost count of her orgasms, each one blending into the next. All she knew was the blissful weight of his muscular body covering hers, the exquisite stretch of his thick shaft splitting her open, his hot breath against her neck.
Finally, ree seuling with exhaustion and euphoria, Shannon felt him tense above her. “Open your mouth,” he growled, his hips stalling inside her. Shannon obeyed quickly, parting her lips in anticipation. With a primal groan, he pulled out, stroking himself fast over her upturned face as thick ropes of cum splashed her tongue, her chin, her cheeks. She swallowed every drop greedily before he collapsed beside her in utter satisfaction.
