1. A Very Hot Hotel Meet by Mariel.


    Date: 11/12/2016, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Lesbian Sex, Author: MarieL, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This is not a story where you just start at the beginning, because somehow it does not have a beginning, it just happened, and it just seemed to get heavier and more lurid as the week went on. My name is Mariel, I am married to a man, whom I found out last week is a 'Swinger', and as I speak, I am in an elevator in a down-town hotel, heading to the room of a man I have never met, supposedly for breakfast. 'Am I going to have to fuck this guy'? I was a smidgen angry, and bit more excited, but dared not show emotion, but once my knickers were off, well all bets were off, as I was wetting feely, yes you guessed it, I was as horny as hell. 'Just play along and see if your in the mood', was his reply, the dirty bastard, and I reached down and grabbed his cock, 'Your fucking rock hard', I hissed under me breath, feeling my legs weaken as the elevator came to a sudden stop, one floor below where we were going. The aluminium doors opened and there stood a room cleaning girl, resplendent in French Black, like a girl fresh out of a Classical Hotel maid, right down to her black stockings. 'Good Morning', she said politely, as she manoeuvred her cleaning trolley into the elevator, pushing myself and my husband to the back. 'I am going only to the next floor', she apologised, her voice melodic and her face angelic. She was a girl, 16, maybe 17, no older, but there was something about her I found charming, even her fragrance was strangely exciting, and I cast a look at my husband, who ...
    stood close to her, his cock bulging, and I wished to see him fucking her, he caught me looking, and we both smiled, as if we knew each others thoughts. The elevator stopped and she pushed out, our eyes met, and I felt my own flash, she was alluring, 'You work here long', I asked her, I had a sudden urge to say something? 'Two weeks maam', she replied politely, and her dropped eyes made my cunt ache, 'Fuck', I thought, I am attracted to her. 'Where are you from', I asked as we all started moving down the same corridor, 'Sweden maam', she smiled that fucking smile again, and I felt my knickers wet again. 'Well I am Mariel, and this hunk is my husband', and I stopped and held my hand out to her, which she took enthusiastically, and held my own firmly, even that excited me, as my own lingered, catching my husbands eye, his eyebrow raising. 'We stay locally, you must come around one night for dinner and a chat', I proffered, and she enthusiastically accepted, and I waisted no time in writing down my phone number, 'Put it somewhere safe and call me soon', I said, my heart racing and my ears pounding, I was un-shamefully propositioning a mere girl, my voice sounding lustful, but I cared not a jot. We stopped outside my husbands friend room, 'Number 34', she said, her face adopting a creeping reddish hue, which made her even more beautiful, 'Mr Banks', she remarked quietly. My husband knocked his door as she momentarily waited until she heard his door open, then started to moved away. A ...
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