A Very Hot Hotel Meet by Mariel. - Sex Stories

A Very Hot Hotel Meet by Mariel.

... shortish fat man appeared, very portly and very nude under his open house coat dressing gown, displaying a fat cock under an overhanging hairy stomach. I stole a look at again, she had stopped pushing and was looking where I had been, at his fat cock, 'God Moron Felicia', he said in Swedish, I swear I saw his cock twitch at the mention of her name, she smiled an open smile, 'God Moron Sir', she replied in her native tongue, and looked at me, and then back to his cock, before pushing off down the corridor. 'Don't forget to call Felicia', I called to her, she turned and smiled, then nodded. I turned as he raised his hand and touched my shoulder, as if to guide me into his room. His gown opened further and his erection had gained more volume, 'You're all opened up in the front' I said quietly, as I walked past him going into the room, the back of my hand deliberately brushing against his thick cock, as our eyes met. As I went into the room my husband was standing by a table with glasses and champagne on it, 'Pour the Champs', he said from behind me, and as I stopped going forward he came right against me and felt my bum, 'You have a great ass Mariel', and his hand had a good feel. My husband poured three glasses and handed one to each of us, 'Get this down you girl', he said to me, adding as he grabbed his cock, 'and this up you', I had to smile, after all, that was my reason for being there, to be fucked and take his morning load. I drank in silence as hubby took a couple of ...

... photos, 'Where do you want to do it', I asked him, downing my drink? 'I'll have you doggy on the bed', he replied, matter of factly, as I put my glass down and started to take off my clothes. He likewise dropped his gown, to reveal his rotund naked body, with his eight inches sticking out in front, 'You will enjoy this up you girl', he remarked, grabbing his cock and shaking it, watching as my dress fell away to reveal I was only in knickers and stockings. 'Jesus fuck', he hissed as my nakedness excited him, 'Get on the bed and kneel, ass up', he ordered, and I did as he bade me, drawing my knees onto the mattress edge wide apart and lent forward so my ass was high, and the flesh on my exposed buttocks was tight, and both my fuck holes open and ready. I could feel the heat from his crotch on my sensitive labia as he pressed against me, then the pressure as he entered me, my cunt filling and yielding to his thrust until he hit what I thought was the top of my throat, and I gasped, as the camera my husband held flashed repeatedly, capturing his bosses complete domination of my shaking body. He humped like a man possessed, his fat cock ploughing my fertile canal to my eggs waiting inside my fallopian tubes, bruising my cervix, the pain and the pleasure sweeping over me in repeated throes as my thighs opened wider as my crotch parted, I had never known such v******e inside my cunt, 'Stop', a voice said, and I could feel his pubic hair press into my soft skin surrounding my anus. ...