The hotel couple

The walls between our hotel rooms were paper-thin, leaving nothing to the imagination. Sometimes I heard muffled voices or music playing, other times, a lot more. I had seen them going in and out of their room or the lift and had smiled and nodded shyly – god they were hot.

The first time I heard them fucking, I couldn’t stop myself. I leaned my ear in closer to the wall to get a better listen. Gentle moans at first. The kind that lets you know she’s interested. The kind that gets louder as they become longer, cries of pleasure.

As I laid in bed, I heard a familiar rhythm against the wall. My imagination wanders, what position is she in, kneeling on the couch, the bed, face buried into cushions, hands spreading her cheeks open.

I imagine him standing over her, hard cock in hand. How deeply does he push his cock inside her, is he teasing her with the head, dipping in and out driving her crazy, waiting for her to beg him to push it all the way in. Does he take her with long and hard strokes, his balls smacking her clit with every pound.

What if I was underneath them while they fucked, my tongue flicking at her clit, hands grasping his ass, pushing him into her, harder, faster.

My mouth goes dry as I slip my fingers down to touch myself. The groans next door get louder and my fingers coax slick wetness from me with ease.

I grab my dildo from the bedside drawer, and slide it easily inside me, one hand moving it while the other rubs and pinches my clit. I imagine it is them, his cock stretching me, her fingers driving me crazy as she watches him take his pleasure from me. It only takes a minute for the first orgasm to hit. My own moans now matching hers, just the other side of the wall. One, two, three and I stop, hot and bothered.

I put my robe on and go out on the hotel room balcony. It’s nice and private out on the balcony but more importantly there is a cool breeze. I hit play on my phone and smooth saxophone fills the air from the Bluetooth speaker.

I get comfortable on the lounge and start to touch myself again, I am still sensitive and even though I am trying to be quiet, it doesn’t take long before I am moaning again. But then I hear them as well, out on their balcony. I close my eyes and freeze, there is no doubt they have heard me. Are they shocked or smiling knowingly.

Silence and I don’t move, sure I must be holding my breath as I hear movement in their room.

I jump as I hear a confident knock on my door. Heart racing, I slowly walk inside, robe wrapped tight around me, and I crack it open.

He has on jeans, low slung no shirt and a knowing smirk on his face. She has a robe similar to mine, but with stockings and heels and a smile that could only be described as trouble – so are you letting us in she says….

I silently nod and step back, letting them both pass me. She drops her robe and a bag on the luggage bench as she walks past now just clad in her black lace bra and panties, thigh highs and shiny black heels. Her lips are smeared with red lipstick, hair in a messy ponytail. Used. My eyes keep dropping back to those lips wondering if I will taste him on her. They stand at the end of the bed and watch me; I feel like prey before two hunters.

I watch him stand behind her and slide her bra straps down her arms before turning her around, her back to me. I don’t need to be told and I move to unclip it and drop it to the floor. I slide my hands up her stomach, gently using my nails as I cup her breasts up high so he can access her with his mouth. Her head falls back on my shoulder as he tugs on her nipples with his teeth, my hands moving to her hips to hold her up as her knees buckle. I twist my head and capture the moans from her lips with my own.

He reaches around her and manages to untie my robe and it slides down my shoulders and I let it pool at my feet. He turns her in my arms, and she slides to her knees her fingers eagerly find their way down my legs. She turns me around and pushes me towards the bed and I fall forward on all fours, kneeling and exposed to them. My breasts pressed against the soft blanket, nipples hardening with the sensitivity.

They take turns, tongues drawing slowly along the length of my lips, from the base of my opening to the top of my clit. Two fingers dip inside of me, slowly at first then quicker with experienced enthusiasm. She pulls her fingers out and places them on my lips as he moves up the bed in front of me. His jeans are gone, and his hard length is twitching in front of me.

The smirk on his face as he sees my expression as his wife suddenly makes me cum, is so hot and I just want to taste him.

I taste myself on her fingers before she pushes my head towards her husband’s cock. She stands up and tells him to keep me occupied. He does as he’s told, fist in my hair as I use lips, tongue and mouth to explore this new delight. He gently holds me still and uses my mouth for his pleasure as if preparing me for what’s next.

I feel her walk back in before I see her. The hair on my arms stands up with anticipation. I turn to see her dangling a harness from the two fingers that have just been in me. She tightens it around her waist, cinching it in place. I open my mouth and let out a deep moan, letting her know I’m ready for what’s in store. As she steps behind me, I shudder in anticipation. He pushes the pillows behind him so he can sit up and get a better view.

The tip of her dildo, now shiny with spit, brushes against my leg as she kneels down. I feel her warm breath and a wet tongue, licking me from bottom to top and she nudges me up the bed until I straddle her husband. He lets out a groan as I slide down his length and I feel her bite the gap between neck and shoulder as I fully seat myself on him, I can’t help but clench him hard as I gasp at the pain.

Ready she says, I nod obediently as she places one hand on my clit and spreads my ass open with the other. I feel the pressure, the burn, the stretch as I try to accommodate both him and her strap on, taking it in and feeding my hunger. She moves slowly and deliberately, pulling every inch in and out of me.

I feel all of her, all of him and all of myself at the same time. He grabs my hips and begins to thrust up as she stills her movement so she can reach down and turn on the vibe attached to her half of the strap on. I realise it is double ended and she is fucking herself as well as me.

As he begins to quicken his pace, so does she. Panting as she thrusts into me, squeezing her legs together as I spread mine. They fuck me with reckless abandon as I scream, begging them not to stop. He pinches and tugs my nipples hard, and she puts a hand over my mouth while the other presses my stomach back towards her.

I can feel the vibrations from her half of the dildo as they continue to plunge inside of me, together, relentlessly, until I’m overcome by sensation. She lets out a gasp as she releases into climax, him following shortly after, and I collapse breathless, floating and barely aware of what is happening in my post orgasm bliss.

It feels like ages, but I stir to find myself in her arms, my head tucked under her chin. He is big spoon behind me, his long arms stretched across my body and holding her hip. I sigh at my body’s tenderness and the sweat cooling on my skin. He kisses my shoulder as he gets up and I notice the music has been turned down.

She tilts my chin up and gives me the lightest of kisses on my lips before sliding out of the bed and pulling the blanket around my shoulders.

Good night she whispers – I hear them as they quietly slip out and back to their hotel room and wonder if I will be able to look them in the eye in the hallway tomorrow. As I slide into sleep, I think to myself, mmmm couples, might need to repeat that experience.