The plush king-sized bed dominated the hotel room, its white sheets a stark contrast to the passionate scene unfolding upon it. Patty’s left hand, adorned with a sparkling diamond engagement ring, gripped the crisp linen as Seth drove into her, his rhythm relentless and demanding. Her back arched off the mattress, breasts bouncing with each thrust, her moans echoing off the mirrored wall opposite the bed.
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Burt sat in a nearby armchair, his gaze fixed on the spectacle before him. His own hand moved rhythmically upon himself, the friction building a delicious pressure in his groin. He watched Patty’s face, flushed and contorted in pleasure, her eyes half-closed, pupils dilated. Seth’s muscular back, slick with sweat, pumped in and out of her, his hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements, deepening each thrust.
“Oh, fuck, Seth… fuck me harder,” Patty gasped, her voice thick with lust. Her legs wrapped tighter around Seth’s waist, pulling him closer, urging him deeper. Burt’s breath hitched. The sight of Patty, his fiancée, so utterly consumed by another man, ignited a fire in his belly, a forbidden thrill that both excited and shamed him.
Patty’s orgasms came in quick succession, each one a shuddering wave that rippled through her body. Her cries grew louder, more primal, as she bucked against Seth, her inner muscles clenching around his cock. “Seth… Seth… I’m gonna… oh god, yes!” Her climax peaked, and she went limp for a moment, only to be spurred back into frenzy by Seth’s continued assault.
Seth, fueled by Patty’s pleasure and Burt’s gaze, pushed harder, faster. His own release was building, a raw, animalistic urge to explode inside her, to mark her as his own, even if just for this stolen moment. With a final, guttural groan, Seth’s body tensed, and he unloaded a thick stream of cum directly onto her face.
Patty’s eyes flew open, momentarily startled by the warm, sticky sensation coating her cheeks and forehead. Then, a slow smile spread across her face, a triumphant, knowing smile directed at Burt. Seth collapsed onto her, breathing heavily, his chest heaving against hers.
Burt, his own orgasm building to a crescendo, could no longer restrain himself. He came in his hand, a hot, sticky mess mirroring the scene on the bed. He stood up, his legs slightly shaky, and approached the bed. Patty, still flushed and panting, reached out a hand to him, her fingers glistening with Seth’s ejaculate.
“Come here, baby,” she purred, her voice husky with spent passion. Burt knelt beside the bed, his eyes drawn to the glistening pearl of cum clinging to Patty’s lower lip. Without hesitation, Patty leaned forward and pressed her mouth to his, her lips slick with Seth’s seed.
Burt’s heart pounded in his chest as he kissed his fiancée, tasting the lingering essence of another man on her lips. It was a taste of forbidden pleasure, a confession whispered in the language of lust. He deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the outline of her mouth, savoring the illicit flavor. He pulled back, breathless, his own hand still sticky with his own release. He looked at Patty, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. He knew this was the woman he wanted to spend his entire life with, and he was happy that he could share her with other men like Seth.
Their wedding was only a week away and Burt could not wait to share another, perhaps more sacred, kiss with Patty at the alter.
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