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The Game

Hubby calls it, "The Game". And what a game it is! We checked in to our room earlier. I took a long hot soak in the big tub, sipping wine and reading smut, all the while being waited on hand and foot by my hubby of 39 years. The mani-pedi that I enjoyed yesterday left my feet smooth and my toes a deep scarlet; as were me perfectly done fingernails. Now, I was splayed out on the king bed, enjoying the ultimate fantasy; hubby shaving my pussy to perfection in anticipation of another man fucking me senseless. Yum, yum, yummm! I was pretty close to hyper sexed already; my pussy was swollen and wet, my clit hard to the touch and super sensitive. And hubby was along for the ride; his cock was so thick and hard it seemed ready to explode, but only when I said so! See, that was part of the game; how long could he keep his cock hard without exploding, while I enjoyed wild sex with other men, all the while with hubby watching. Of course, my new friends never know, as Hubby stays hidden in a closet while I engage in my wanton ways! "Try it now", he said. I reached down and rubbed my pussy, noting how sweetly smooth it was, with hardly a bit of stubble. My clit positively hummed. "Lick it", I said. Hubby leaned down and gave my clit a big swipe with his tongue, then shoved it up my slit and twirled his tongue inside. As he pulled it out, he tended to both sides of my lips, finishing off with a leisurely lick of my anal bud, a little trick that he loved and that, truthfully, so did I, even though I gave him grief each time he licked there. "You are going to make some guy very lucky tonight, aren't you? he asked slyly, with a grin on his face. "And I get this beautiful pussy in the end, he added, "Because it is my pussy after all!". "I so love to watch your pussy get pounded by other cocks, and to watch you suck and lick those cocks and balls until they leak and squirt inside that velvet hole, all slick with your juices; your sweet tasting, tangy juices. The extra tang from a man's cum is the perfect mix, and you know that I love it!" With that, he stood up, put his cock at my entrance, and slid in for a couple of nice hard strokes; a little warm up for what was to come. "I'll see you down there, sweetie. Good luck, I'm counting on you", he chuckled as he left the room. Hubby had laid out my outfit before the shave. My micro-mini, which hugged my hips and barely cleared my ass, with kitten "fuck me" heels and a nice front button shirt. The bra was a shelf, with support for my ample tits, but leaving the top, and the nipples, completely exposed and able to harden and point through the shirt's fabric when things got going! Perfect. Oh, and the nice lacy black thong. I took the thong and slid it along my pussy, letting the wetness seep into the fabric and saturate it with sex. Men loved this little touch, especially when they held it in their unsuspecting hands. More on that, later. Clean, shaven, dressed and with minimal makeup, out I went. My lips were a nice shade of red, highlighting what my mouth was made for; sucking cock for my man's pleasure. What a perfect game; I get to take beautiful cocks, suck them hard, and then get the good hard fuckings that I crave. Hubby gets to watch his own little porn show, as his slut wife enjoys strange men sliding in and out of my pussy, filling it with cum and leaving me breathless and satisfied; usually, that is. I mean, sometimes the game goes into round two.... That really tests hubby, as he strokes his hard cock until it aches, but then has to let off a little, knowing that when the game is over, he fucks me hardest and longest! I entered the hotel bar and took a quick look around, Hubby had found a table, drink in hand, and gave every appearance to paying attention to his iPad. There were a couple of guys at the bar, one way too young, the other looked doable. I found a seat at the corner of the bar, one removed from my target, and ordered a Chardonnay. My skirt had moved up my thighs, so when I turned to get a better look at the gentleman, he most definitely got a real good look at me! His drink was caramel, whiskey of some sort. His suit coat hung on the back of his chair, tie undone, and somewhat tired looking. "Long day? Bourbon?" I asked. He looked up and smiled; lovely and so warm. My pussy gushed. Mid-fifties, greying hair, not too thin, probably six feet, 200 or so pounds, not much different build from hubby. An athlete once, not too often at the gym now, but very easy on the eyes; this was going to be fun! "Not too bad, and yes, Woodford", he answered, lifting his glass in a toast. I found mine and leaned over, to touch his, "Here's to a relaxing evening", I offered. "A wonderful thought; things are looking up in that department already", he smirked, a little glint in his hazel eyes. "And what brings you into this spot, young lady?" "Well, young is definitely a state of mind", I said. "My husband finds himself at a business dinner and texted to say he would be a while longer. The room was a bit stuffy, so here I am, and already feeling much more relaxed, myself, and most pleased to make your acquaintance. I'm Liz." "John", he said, as he reached for my outstretched hand. He held it a little longer than was polite, but I loved it, as my pussy clenched and saturated that thong again. I shifted a little in my barstool, showing even more of my thighs as they reached my pleasure zone. I was hot. I stepped off my stool to adjust my skirt, a little off balance as I did. John placed an arm on my elbow to help me steady; I eased into his touch. "Thank you", I gasped. As I slid into the stool immediately next to him, I rested my hand on his, lightly rubbing the rough skin that I felt. My pussy clenched and my nipples, hardened. Wow! "So sweet", I heard him mutter. A quick glance showed Hubby more than interested, even though his ruse remained intact. He could sense a good time in the offing. Oh boy, oh boy!! "So, what brings Mr. John to town?" "A little business, I'm afraid; bank customers needing hand holding." "I know that, well", I said. "Been there, done that". "Held hands?" as he raised an eyebrow. "I reached for his, placing both in mine. "Yes, I purred. I am very, very good at holding hands, among other things". He chuckled, with a sly grin forming on his face. "I am very interested", he said. "I need to powder my nose, can you settle up? Perhaps a little nightcap is in order; my room?" "What about your husband?" Checking my watch, I said "He will not be here for at least an hour, maybe later..." I sauntered away. I settled into the stall, easing my panties off as I gasped for air. I was beyond hot, thinking of how nice John would feel in my mouth and in my hot and wet pussy. Sitting down ,ready to pee, I thought of another of Hubby's little perversions; how nice to shower together, drenching his erect cock in pee as he slathered my tits with my piss and sucked, bit and loved on them; followed by a hard and fast fucking. He is quite the nasty guy, and I love him for it! Nasty and naughty; I texted hubby, "Get ready!" He knew what to do. I could see him now, paying up and heading back to the room. Soon, he would be in the closet, naked, with his cock in his hand, waiting for the show. Oh, my! I peed, and then grabbed the thong to wipe up. Running it over my clit, I let the thong soak up the pee and pussy juices that were flowing, making the thong a wet mess. I hoped John would appreciate the thought... "Well, how about that nightcap? My husband loves bourbon, too, and we have a bottle in the room. Can you come up for a minute? Batting my eyelashes and touching his thigh, easing my hand toward his obvious discomfort. I placed my drenched thong in his hand, smiling at his response. "Of course", he said. "Well, what's this?" He smirked. Offering his arm, away we went. The elevator door closed with just us inside; I reached for his cock, pleased to find it firm in my hand. John reached down to kiss me, hard and demanding. I almost fainted, the urge to fuck him right then and there almost overwhelming. The door opened on my floor, we raced to the room. I fumbled for the key as John placed his hand firmly in my hot, wet slit. OMG! The door opened, then closed, as I dropped to my knees and pulled on his zipper. His cock sprang free, thick, hard and so delightful. I shoved it in my mouth, licking and sucking like a woman possessed. Knowing that Hubby was watching only increased my heat and desire; I needed to fuck and I needed to fuck, now! John fucked my mouth, stroke after stroke hitting the back of my throat as I did my best to breathe and please him at the same time. With each stroke he became harder and harder, thick and hot, with cum oozing out of his slit and on to my tongue; salty and warm; Hubby's delight. I could feel my pussy juices dripping down my thighs, ticklish and satisfying at the same time, and a sure indication that I was in for more than one great orgasm. "I need that cock in my pussy, and I need you to fuck me hard. Do you understand? I pleaded. John pulled me up, turned me around, and placed me over the bed, ass high. He popped my ass twice, sending hot barbs up my pussy, as he pulled my skirt over my ass. "Fuck me hard, please", I whined. I could only imagine Hubby's cock strained to the limit as he watched his bitch in heat get ready for another man's cock. And what a cock, eight plus inches of thick meat, slammed into my pussy like a hot knife through butter. I was so wet that there was no resistance, as John slammed me against the bed over and over. The first orgasm hit quickly, shattering my control and causing my pussy to gush all over John's cock. He increased his tempo, ramming his cock into my hole with a ferocity I have rarely felt. I was melting into nothingness. "Spank me, spank me", I yelled. John laid into my ass with four quick strokes of burning heat, and I went over the top. "Cum in me, fill my pussy with your cum!" I screamed, just as he shattered and blew a huge load deep into my cunt. My god, what a ride. We both lay gasping on the bed as John slid out of my cum filled hole. "Wow", he said. "That was some nightcap". I chuckled. "I told you relaxation was the objective". He smiled. "I should clean you up", he offered. I checked my watch, "Not necessary. My husband will be here soon, so I am getting in the tub to soak and clean up. You were just what I needed." John got up, brought my lips to his, and kissed me with passion and feeling. "You are lovely. Thank you for a wonderful nightcap. I best be going." He dressed, as I lay on the bed stroking my clit and moaning lightly, knowing his cum was oozing down my slit and across my ass. As he approached the door, I said, "Sweet dreams, John". "Good night, Liz". He was gone. I turned my body so that my spread pussy faced the closet. My legs were wide, and my pussy was drenched with my juices and Johns' cum. I knew Hubby had seen it all. "Come on out', I purred. The door slowly opened, as Hubby appeared, stark naked with as hard a cock as I have ever seen. He stroked it lightly, trying ever so hard not to cum right then and there. "You were wonderful", he said. I could see the head of his cock, a deep purple with pent up tension. "What can I do, sweetie?" he asked. "Clean it up, Baby! Every inch!" I commanded. Hubby dropped to his knees, spread my legs, and dove right in. Up one thigh, then the other; he slurped and licked, nibbled and bit, and slopped up all of John's cum, all the while making me so hot and bothered that I came again in a deep shudder. Knowing Hubby's perversion about pee, I pushed a little dribble out as he licked. "Yum, yum!", I heard. "Very nice, very nice", I screamed. You know what makes Mama happy, don't you?" Finally, he stopped. "All clean, Baby." Hubby got up, pulled on his cock, and got ready to mount me for another round of hard fucking. But, not this time. The night was young, I was over the top sexed, and there was more than one fish in the ocean. "Wait here", I said. I pulled my skirt down, grabbed another thong from the suitcase, and then straightened up. "I am going downstairs for another look see. Can you be a good boy and wait here? No cummimg!" He looked crestfallen, and then lit right up. "Let me know, Baby", as the door to our room clicked shut.....

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