Hotel Hall Pass
The moment the hotel elevator doors closed, Mark’s hand slid up my thigh under my dress, fingers brushing the lace edge of my panties. My pulse hammered. We’d talked about this fantasy for months—me fucking another man while he watched—but tonight, on his business trip in Chicago, it was finally happening. Just two floors down, in the sleek bar, a tall stranger named Ryan was waiting because I’d sent him a flirty text from the lobby.
“You sure about this, baby?” Mark whispered, voice thick. His cock was already hard against my ass.
“I’m soaked just thinking about it,” I breathed, squeezing his wrist. “I want his dick stretching me while you stroke yourself. Don’t back out now.”
The bar hummed with low jazz and clinking glasses. Ryan spotted us immediately, his dark eyes locking on mine with a hungry grin. He was built like a linebacker, crisp shirt hugging broad shoulders. Mark and I slid into the booth across from him.
“Lisa, right? Fuck, you look even better in person,” Ryan said, voice low and smooth. He glanced at Mark. “And you’re cool with this?”
Mark nodded, cheeks flushed. “As long as I get to watch my wife get fucked senseless. That’s the deal.”
Ryan’s smile widened. “Then let’s not waste time.” Under the table his hand found my knee, sliding up until his fingertips grazed my damp panties. I bit my lip, legs parting slightly.
We barely finished one drink before the three of us were in the elevator again, this time heading to our suite. The second the door clicked shut, Ryan pushed me against the wall, mouth crashing into mine. His tongue was demanding, tasting like whiskey. Mark dropped into the armchair, unzipping his pants, eyes glued to us.
“God, your tits feel incredible,” Ryan growled, yanking my dress down. My breasts spilled free and he sucked one nipple hard, teeth grazing. I moaned, arching into him, feeling his thick cock pressing against my belly through his slacks.
“Take her panties off,” Mark ordered, voice rough as he stroked his own dick. “Show me how wet she is for you.”
瑞安跪下来，一把扯下我的丁字裤。凉风拂过我剃光的小穴。他用两根手指分开我的阴唇。“天哪，她湿透了。看看这漂亮粉嫩的小穴。”他把脸埋进我双腿之间，舌头用又长又下流的动作舔弄我的阴蒂。我尖叫出声，手指缠进他的头发里。
“Oh fuck… yes, right there. Eat my pussy.” My hips bucked against his mouth. Mark’s breathing grew ragged as he pumped faster.
Ryan 站起来，脱掉衣服。他的鸡巴弹了出来——又长、青筋凸起，比 Mark 的还粗。前列腺液在顶端发亮。我双膝跪下，用双唇裹住了他。
“Suck it, Lisa. Show your husband how you deepthroat a stranger’s dick,” Ryan groaned.
I took him deep, gagging slightly as he hit the back of my throat. Saliva dripped down my chin. Mark moaned from the chair, “That’s my slutty wife… fuck, you look so hot choking on him.”
After a few minutes Ryan pulled me up, spun me around, and bent me over the bed. He rubbed his fat cockhead up and down my slit, teasing my entrance. “You ready for me to wreck this married pussy?”
“Yes… fuck me. Fill me up.” I pushed back, desperate.
He thrust in hard, stretching me wide. I gasped at the sudden fullness, walls clenching around his girth. “Oh my god, he’s so big, Mark… he’s splitting me open.”
Mark stood, moving closer, still stroking. “Tell me how it feels, baby.”
“Better than I imagined. He’s hitting so deep… fuck me harder, Ryan!”
Ryan gripped my hips and started pounding, skin slapping skin, balls smacking my clit with every thrust. The wet, obscene sounds filled the room. He reached around, rubbing my swollen clit in tight circles. My first orgasm hit fast—I screamed, pussy gushing around his cock, legs shaking.
“Don’t stop… don’t you fucking stop!” I begged, pushing back to meet every brutal stroke.
Ryan flipped me onto my back, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove in again. This angle made me see stars. Mark climbed onto the bed beside us, feeding me his cock. I sucked him greedily while Ryan railed my cunt, both men groaning above me.
“Her pussy is gripping me like a vice,” Ryan panted. “She’s gonna make me cum.”
“Fill her up,” Mark gasped. “Creampie my wife’s married pussy.”
瑞安最后一次狠狠顶入，咆哮着爆发。滚烫的精液洪流般灌满了我，多到沿着他的肉棒往外溢。那感觉触发了我第二次高潮——我的肉壁榨干了他的每一滴。我高潮时嘴里还含着马克的鸡巴，含着它呻吟，直到他抽出来，用他自己的精液涂满我的奶子。
We collapsed in a sweaty, sticky tangle, breathing hard. Ryan kissed my neck softly. “That was incredible. You two are something else.”
Mark smiled at me, eyes shining with love and lust. “Told you it’d be hot. Ready for round two after we catch our breath?”
I laughed breathlessly, cum still dripping from my well-fucked pussy. “Only if Ryan stays the whole night. I’m not done being your dirty wife just yet.”