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Susan and I have a great sex life, a great life in general really but this is a sex story so…. Both in our mid-30’s, we’ve always had a lot of sex. The truth though is that when you have a lot of sex, it can get stale after 10 years, which is why we decided to do the whole “meet up with your spouse at a hotel bar but pretend you’re someone different” thing.
“Headed out. Hope I don’t get into too much trouble…” Susan’s text snapped my attention to the clock. I was supposed to be wrapping up work right now and heading to the bar too, but an hour ago my boss demanded changes to the pitch deck I’d been working on. Apparently those changes couldn’t wait until tomorrow, so I was frantically trying to finish in time. I was running an hour late by the time I ran out the door. I hadn’t heard anything from Susan since her first text. I thought about messaging her, but didn’t want to bring it up if she hadn’t noticed how late I was.
I spotted her the instant I walked into the hotel bar. I recognized her outfit, a two piece skirt and halter top combo, it was one of my favorites. She had her back to me, talking to a very handsome man with sharp features, about our age, but clearly very successful from the look of his clothing. I chuckled to myself, it was going to be fun to “steal” Susan from this ladies man.
“Is this seat taken?” I’d slipped in behind Susan and she turned around surprised before a smile spread across her face. “Dan! I was wondering when you’d get here!” That wasn’t what I was expecting, “Dan? I think you’re mistaken…” Susan reached out and grabbed the mystery man’s arm as she laughed, “Oh, I was waiting for you and Jesse here was very persistent,” She looked back at him, “Very convincing too. I broke down and told him why I was here. I didn’t want to lead him on!”
Jesse stepped around her towards me, offering his hand. He towered over me and his hand seemed to dwarf mine as we shook hands, “Your wife has said such wonderful things about you and I just couldn’t tear myself away from such gorgeous good company.” This would change our plans, but I figured we’d have a couple drinks with Romeo here and then head to our room for our fun. They carried on like old friends through the next round of drinks, Jesse openly flirting with my wife in front of me as I tried to keep up. I was more than ready to go when he excused himself to the men’s room. “Hon, what do you say we take a nightcap to the room.”
Susan hesitated before answering, seeming conflicted somewhere in her head, “What about Jesse? We can’t just disappear on him, why don’t we just stay for a bit.” She looked down at her drink, “I kind of feel bad for him, I took up all his time and now he’s going to strike out tonight.” Her eyes got big as she looked at me, “His thing is huge too, I can see it through his pants, halfway down his thigh. I really robbed some girl of a good time tonight.” She nervously laughed and turned back to her drink. We weren’t prudes, we watched porn together, it’s not like her noticing made me jealous or anything. Still, her comment was intended to be casual but had tension to it that made me wonder what she was trying not to say.
Jesse returned before I could clarify her comment. With him standing on the other side of my wife, I couldn’t quite see this bulge my wife was apparently mesmerized by without making it awkward, so I just sipped my drink. “You know what, I’ve got an amazing bottle of wine you’d love in my room. A good whiskey for you too Dan, would you two like to come up and have a glass?” I was about to politely decline but Susan beat me to it, “Oh that sounds wonderful, we’d love to!” It definitely didn’t sound wonderful to me, but I was still hoping to salvage some uninhibited hotel sex so I grudgingly went along with it.
And that’s how I found myself holding an admittedly very expensive glass of very good whiskey as Susan and Jesse danced in his very large hotel suite to whatever trendy playlist he’d put on. The dancing started friendly, nothing untoward, but I saw a shift in Susan’s demeanor as she danced with her ass against his crotch. I watched in horror as lust burned in her eyes, she slowly turned towards him, her hand resting on his bulge. It wasn’t quite halfway down his thigh, but it was pretty damn close. I must’ve been in shock, as much as I wanted to shout at them to stop, I couldn’t find my voice. Their lips met, her hand gripped his massive cock through his pants, and I stood there like a statue.
She dropped to her knees, her hands on his belt buckle, staring at his cock almost in a trance. It didn’t flop out of his pants as much as it rose and bobbed once she’d pulled his pants down enough. A moan escaped her lips as she wrapped both her hands around it. Her fingertips didn’t touch, far from it, and he easily had a couple inches on either end of both of her hands. It didn’t even look fully hard yet it was easily the largest cock I’d seen anywhere, even in porn. Jesse sipped his drink before looking at me, a smug grin on his face, “Dan, why don’t you have a seat.” He waved me towards a chair near them.
Susan turned to me, a look I didn’t recognize in her eyes. “Susan, you’re my wife.” It wasn’t a no and it wasn’t even a statement, it came out more like a question. “Please Dan, I need this.” Pleading, that was the look in her eyes. We both stared at each other, frozen in place for a moment before she slowly turned back to the heavy cock in her hand and wrapped her lips around the head. At least she tried, it was so big she could barely get her lips around it, much less suck it properly. Her hands began to move slowly as she stroked him, my feet moving me slowly towards the chair.
Susan’s eyes flicked towards me as I sat. She must’ve taken that as my approval as she ran her tongue up and down the sides of his cock, worshipping it with her tongue. I was vaguely aware of how hard my cock was pressing into my pants as my wife moaned on the monster cock in front of me. Susan did everything she could to make Jesse’s cock feel good, stroking it, slapping it on her face, nuzzling it. She sucked his balls into her mouth, I was only just now noticing how big they were, how heavy they looked hanging there. Somewhere along the way Jesse had stripped his shirt and was now reaching down to pull Susan’s top off, exposing her full D cup tits, her pink nipples as hard as diamonds.
Jesse grabbed her by her arms and pulled her up before tossing her back onto the bed. Susan giggled as Jesse gripped the waist of her skirt and stripped it off. Her legs fell open instinctively, his head dropping to taste her glistening pussy. “OOOOHHHHHhhhhh!” I had a perfect angle to see Jesse’s tongue flatten against her pussy lips, licking up to her clit before circling it and sliding back down between her folds. Susan’s head fell back as she turned towards me. Her look wasn’t remorse so much as sympathy. The moment passed as soon as Jesse’s tongue found her clit again, I could see him making small circles around it, flicking it up and down with the tip. An endless stream of moans and expletives streamed out of her mouth as her back arched. She panted as Jesse brought her closer and closer, slipping one, then two fingers in her. “OH FUCK OHFUCKOHFUCK!” Susan screamed out as her release crashed over her, bucking her hips as she brought her hands to her nipples.
Jesse brought his tongue back down to her slick hole, bathing her pussy lips with his wide tongue, stroking his giant cock with his pussy slicked hand. As Susan’s breathing slowed, he stood and placed his cock on top of her pussy, fuck it nearly touched her belly button. He dragged it back slowly, across her clit making her shudder, as it slid down her wet pussy lips, its weight and girth spreading them as it dropped to her entrance. Her breathing was shallow, her fingers twisting and pulling at her nipples, “Please, please, I need to feel it, I need your cock!”
Jesse didn’t tease her long before he grabbed her thighs and pushed forward, folding her legs back as his cock violated my wife. I watched as his thick cock head splayed her lips open, her breath catching. He paused a moment before pulling back slightly until he was nearly out of her, “No no no, please put it back in.” Jesse laughed at her whimpers before pressing into her again, driving deeper this time, a low groan coming from her. He again paused as Susan panted and pulled at her nipples before pulling almost all the way out. He continued like this for I don’t know how long because I was focused on how much her lips were having to stretch to accommodate his massive cock. He was impossibly thick, even just resting in her caused her lips to stretch around him, and when he pulled out, my god. It was like her pussy was trying to suck him back in, her lips leaving a slick trail on his cock.
“Youresofuckingbig youresofuckingbig youresofuckingbig.” It was like Susan couldn’t form more than a few words at a time, like her brain was almost switched off as Jesse buried his cock in her to the base. He held still until her words turned to muttering and then started giving her slow full deliberate strokes. “OHMYFUCKINGGOD! Fuck yes, fuck fuck, fuck me, fuck my cunt.”
As he pressed her legs back, Jesse started pounding his cock into her hard at the end of each stroke, “Shit shit shit, yes, fuck me, FUCK MEEEEEE!” Susan let out something like a loud grunt that turned into a moan as her head fell to the bed, she tried to arch her back but Jesse had her pinned to the bed. Her mouth hung open for what felt like forever as he kept himself buried in her, before gasping for air. “Holy fuck that was good.”
She kept babbling as he began fucking her harder, faster. Susan reached around her legs, holding herself open for Jesse’s big cock, “Jesus Christ you’re big, I’ve never been stretched like this.” Writing that now, the embarrassment of him knowing I’d never come close to his performance makes me hard and my face flush, but at the time it seemed like nothing more than a factual statement. Jesse wrapped his big hand around her neck and it sent Susan to another level. The way he pushed her into the bed as he slammed his fat cock in and out of her pussy actually made me nervous for her. Susan’s strangled grunts and moans came faster though, a strained “YES!” making it out now and then. Her tits bounced as he pounded her into the mattress, the sound of his heavy balls slapping her ass echoing off the walls.
Susan was close, we all knew it. I could see Jesse smirking as he drove her closer, he looked over at me and winked, like he was doing me a favor by destroying my beautiful wife’s delicate tight pussy, treating her like he’d paid for her. A gutteral groan strained to come out of her and just as she hit her climax, Jesse took his hand off her throat and pushed himself back, entirely out of her. Susan’s now unrestricted scream sounded like he’d just murdered her pussy, and in a lot of ways, he did. Her hand went straight to her clit, rubbing as a stream of squirt shot out. I didn’t know my wife could squirt. The part that sent me over the edge though was when she pulled her hand back and I got a clear view of her pussy. Gaping, pulsing as her body spasmed, as she gasped for air. I’d never seen her so turned on, cum so hard. I came in my pants without even touching myself.
I didn’t know why my wife would do this to me, sweetly drag me to a room just so that she could make me watch her cheat on me, but it baffled me why it turned me on so much that I could cum hands free. Jesse laughed, “Have you ever squirted before?” Susan could barely grunt out something that sounded like a “no” as she laid on the bed. Jesse stepped between her legs and slid two fingers into her wrecked pussy. Within seconds she was writhing on the bed, “Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod!” As his fingers worked their magic, she squirted again, a fountain as she grunted through her orgasm. Jesse fondled her tit, pinching her nipple as his hand slowed for a few moments, letting her recover. His fingers started pumping faster again as she groaned, “Oh fuck that feels so gooood!” It didn’t take more than a few seconds before she gushed again, grunting and practically passing out after.
It wasn’t that I wasn’t able to make my wife cum, she usually came when we had sex, it was that I’d never heard her cum like THAT. She’d obviously never squirted with me and she’d never made these kinds of noises when I made her cum. When I made her cum it was always a soft sigh, a low moan, maybe even an arched back, but always controlled, not like…this. I watched her breasts heave as she gasped for air, her legs splayed open lewdly, clearly not a thought in her mind except for the pleasure Jesse had given her.
Jesse abruptly pulled her up and she moaned as he flopped her down onto her stomach facing me. She never acknowledged me, almost as if she’d forgotten I was there, her head turned back, eyes glued to her big cocked stud. Jesse pulled her hips up and Susan rose onto her hands and knees quickly. He ran his cock along her lips, causing her to throw her head back, moaning in anticipation. It was when she opened her eyes that she made eye contact with me. It seemed to snap her out of her trance, her expression faltering. “I’m sorry Dan,” she whispered, “I -“ Susan’s eyes rolled back as Jesse slid his cock into her, “OH FUCK!” Susan looked back at me and whispered, “I need this.” The look on her face was one of remorse that I took odd solace in, as if our regular sex sessions would ever compare, as if I would ever compare, to the ecstasy she was experiencing with his thick cock.
Jesse started fucking her firmly, her tits bouncing with every thrust, and she was lost in the sensations again, her eyes lidded. It wasn’t until Susan begged him to fuck her that he picked up his pace, hitting a steady rhythm. It must’ve been the right one because Susan began moaning louder and louder, like she was audibly signaling the orgasm building in her. His fingers gripped her hips tight, buried in her soft flesh as he pounded her relentlessly. Susan came quickly, screaming loud enough that the room next door could undoubtedly hear. Jesse never altered his pace, even as he slapped her ass, making her moan. Susan grunted like an animal as he fucked her, pushing back into him in time with his thrusts.
“Jesus fucking Christ your cock is perfect!” Jesse just looked at me with a smug grin as he pummeled her pussy and Susan screamed out, another orgasm tearing through her. “So fucking full! Fuck me, FUCK MEEEE!” The sheen of sweat covering her made her glow in the dim light of the room like a sex goddess. I knew I should have been angry at her, but instead I felt my hard cock straining against my cum soaked pants. I sat on the edge of the chair, captivated by the way her tits swayed back and forth as Jesse fucked her, filled with an intense need to see her cum, over and over.
Susan didn’t fail me in that respect. For probably 20 minutes, Jesse pounded my wife on her hands and knees in front of me as she screamed out time and time again, cumming more times than I could count, maybe more than she might normally cum with me in a year. “Where do you want it slut?” Jesse’s question pushed her over the edge as she came again on his cock, “Ungggghhhh, FUCK! In me! In me! Fill my fucking pussy, cum in me please, cum in me!” Jesse’s pace picked up slightly and a few thrusts later he buried himself in her. I could see his balls as I looked past my wife’s tits, tightening up and pulsing as he emptied jet after jet into my wife’s pussy. Susan’s whole body spasmed, “ohmyfuckinggod,” she groaned as a small orgasm rolled through her.
Jesse held himself deep in her for a few moments before slapping her ass and pulling out. Susan slumped down on the bed as he walked around to her head and fed her his softening cock. She didn’t hesitate, finding his cock easier to fit in her mouth as she bathed it with her tongue and mouth, slurping up her juices and his cum. When he was satisfied, he pulled out and turned to me. “Thanks Dan,” he clapped my shoulder as he walked past, as if I had a choice in the matter. Susan looked over at me, the reality of her husband having witnessed her defiling washing across her face. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me!” Susan slid off the bed and crawled towards me, panic and remorse in her eyes, “I…I, just I don’t know, I just needed it.” As she reached me, her hands rested on my knees.
“I don’t know what to say, you must -“ Susan’s voice caught as her eyes travelled up my legs to my crotch. There was no way to hide my straining erection in my slacks, she reached out to touch the tent and gasped when her fingers found the spot where my cum soaked my pants earlier. “Did you cum?!” I stammered, “Er, well, um yes, I did. I don’t – ungghh…“ I couldn’t fight how good it felt as she grabbed my dick through my pants. Susan wiggled her way in between my legs as she fished my very average dick out, now just inches from her heavy tits. “Did you like the way his big fat cock stretched out your wife’s pussy?” I could only offer a grunt as her hand slid up and down my twitching cum covered dick. “Mmmm, I bet you want to fuck me too right now, but you know I would barely feel you after him, right?” Precum was flowing freely from the tip of my dick, my hips starting to buck into her hand as she slowed her pace.
Susan reached down with her other hand, scooping Jesse’s cum from her leaking pussy, “Look at how much cum he pumped into your wife.” She wrapped her cum covered hand around my cock, using his hot cum as lube as she stroked me faster, “God he came so…fucking…DEEP!” I couldn’t take anymore, my vision got blurry as my dick pulsed squirt after squirt of cum onto her hand and tits. Susan moaned, her hand slipping back down to her battered pussy, smearing his cum across her clit as she rubbed herself. I was still recovering from my own orgasm when she grunted through another. We both stared at each other, our heavy breathing filling the void. Susan leaned into me, her face close to mine, “I’m glad you liked it. Because now that I’ve had big cock like Jesse’s, I need it.”