Tormenta Junto al Mar

The heat was clinging to my skin, and the air already smelled like ozone. Lena and I were standing on the hotel balcony when the first heavy drops hit the railing. Her thin white sundress soaked through in seconds, the wet fabric plastering itself to her tits and hard nipples. I couldn’t hold back — I pulled her back against me, slid my hand under the damp cloth, and squeezed a hot breast.

“Max… someone could see us,” she breathed, but she arched her spine and ground her ass against my already hard cock.

“Let them watch,” I growled in her ear, biting the lobe. “You’re the one who wanted this little experiment, my mistress.”

The storm broke fast. Lightning split the sky, thunder rattled the glass. We stumbled inside, leaving wet footprints on the carpet. The balcony door stayed cracked open, the wind whipping the curtains. Lena turned to me, her eyes bright with excitement and the thrill of being caught.

“I’m your whore for the weekend, right?” she whispered, unbuttoning my shirt with trembling fingers. “Say it out loud.”

“You’re my secret slut, Lena. My mistress, and I’m going to fuck you all night while your husband thinks you’re at a conference.”

She moaned like my words were a slap. The dress hit the floor. I shoved her onto the wide bed, spread her thighs, and buried my face between her legs. Her pussy was already wet from more than rain — salty, hot, and smelling like pure want. I dragged my tongue over her clit, then sucked it hard.

“Oh fuck… Max, deeper!” She grabbed my hair and pushed me harder. “Lick your mistress… yes, just like that…”

I slid two fingers into her tight pussy and started fucking her with them in rhythm with my tongue. Lena writhed, her tight ass lifting off the mattress. Thunder boomed outside, swallowing her moans. When she was shaking on the edge, I stood up and stripped off my wet shorts. My thick cock sprang free, the head slick with pre-cum.

“Suck it,” I ordered.

Lena got on her knees right on the bed and swallowed me greedily. Her lips wrapped around the shaft, her tongue working the underside. She looked up at me, spit running down her chin.

“You like sucking another man’s cock while yours is at home?” I asked, fisting her wet hair.

“Mm-hm…” she moaned around my cock. “I’m a total cheating bitch… but it feels so fucking good.”

I couldn’t take any more. I bent her over the edge of the bed, face toward the open balcony. Rain lashed the railing, lightning flashing over her arched back and the wet slit glistening with spit and pussy juice. I dragged the head of my cock along her slick lips and slammed in to the hilt.

“Ahh, fuck!” Lena cried. “You’re so big… fuck me harder!”

I pounded her hard, my balls slapping her clit. The room filled with the sounds of wet fucking — the squelch of her pussy, skin slapping skin, her hoarse moans. I leaned over, grabbed her tits, and pinched her nipples without slowing down.

“Tell me who you belong to now,” I growled.

“You… I’m your mistress! Fuck your slut… please, don’t stop!”

I felt her walls starting to clench. I pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and pushed back in, this time face to face. Lena wrapped her legs around me, nails digging into my back.

“Cum inside me,” she whispered against my lips. “I want to feel you fill my pussy with your cum… while my husband has no idea I’m here getting fucked by another man.”

The storm hit its peak. I sped up, hammering her so hard the bed creaked. Lena screamed, her body arching off the mattress, her pussy pulsing hard around my cock, milking me. I roared and shot deep inside her — thick, hot ropes of cum hitting her womb. We came together, shaking and biting each other’s lips.

Afterward we lay there, breathing hard. Rain still drummed on the roof. Lena traced a finger down my chest and laughed softly.

“That was only round one, right?” she asked, already sliding her palm over my half-hard cock. “Because your mistress isn’t fucked out yet…”

“You’re not leaving this room until morning,” I said, flipping her onto her stomach. “And you’re going to scream so loud the whole hotel hears me fucking another man’s wife.”

She just moaned into the pillow and spread her legs again.