Massage Tool Mishap: The Hotel Stay - Sex Stories

Massage Tool Mishap: The Hotel Stay

... torture.

I continued like this for several more minutes. Finally, right when Mel seemed resigned to my assault, I laid behind her on the lounge chair, glided two fingers deep into her drenched cunt, and sucked her clit between my lips.

"Holy hell," Melonie screamed.

Mel's hips jerked around, moving as if they had a mind of their own. I grabbed her ass, ensuring that my lips never left her clit. I circled her engorged nub with my tongue as I fucked her pussy with my fingers.

My face was covered in Mel's juices as her pussy got wetter and wetter. Mel's vaginal walls clenched around my fingers, and an explosion of her cum shot out at me.

"No more, too sensitive," she pleaded, patting my head to tell me she needed me to stop.

"How was that?" I grinned.

Mel just stared at me, unable to talk. Mission accomplished, I thought as I lay back on my lounge chair. I no longer worried that Mel would ask me what I was hiding.

Minutes later, my phone began to ping.

"Hey, sweetie. Do you still want to go to the store?" Mom wrote.

When I saw Mom's text, a smile was plastered across my face.

"I can't wait. I wonder what kind of naughty fun we will get into this time," I replied.

I waited impatiently for Mom's reply. After several minutes, my phone pinged again.

There was a picture of Mom in a latex mini dress with a plunging neckline, showing off her ample cleavage.

"As long as it ends with you wearing something like this, I will be happy," Mom wrote ...

... with a smile emoji.

I cackled to myself, but my conversation with Mom didn't go unnoticed by Mel.

She quickly grabbed my phone before I could react.

"Who are you chatting with that has you all smiley," Mel taunted me.

I tried taking my phone back, but Mel wasn't having it. She quickly put in my password and looked at the screen.

My face whitened, knowing what she was about to see. Over the past month, my texts with Mom have gone from talking about school and groceries to sex and pics of us in latex and micro bikinis.

Mel looked back and forth between me and my phone, trying to make sense of what she was seeing.

"Amy?" she inquisitively asked.

Tears burst out of me, terrified of what would happen now that our secret was out. I worried that Mel would be disgusted with me and that I would lose my best friend forever. Even worse would be that she would tell other people, and it would destroy my family's whole world.

I collapsed into a ball on the ground, rocking back and forth, lost in the moment. Mel knelt beside me, taking me into her arms to comfort me.

"Oh, Amy. It's okay," Mel said, holding me tight.

The feeling of Mel's body on mine shook me out of my delirium. I tried to catch my breath before finally speaking.

"I can explain," I said, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"You don't have to," Mel stated.

"No, I do. I am sure you have a million questions. I know I would," I responded.

"Okay," Mel whispered.

"A few weeks ago, I started ...