Today was date day again.
This time I had a plan.
For once, I had booked the hotel room myself and all afternoon I’d been secretly excited about the little surprise I had prepared. Hidden in my bag were my Louboutin heels, a sexy lingerie set and the black kimono my husband bought for me – the one that instantly makes me feel dangerously confident the moment I put it on.
The idea was simple:
Before anything else happened, I wanted to completely tease my Bull.
I imagined making him sit down in the chair by the bed while I slowly drove him crazy just by watching me fingering my pussy.
Once inside the hotelroom, I immediately transformed the place into my own little stage. I changed into the lingerie, slipped on the heels, wrapped myself in the kimono and of course took a few hot photos for hubby.
I knew my husband would be dying to see how I looked for my Bull.
After that, I carefully positioned the chair exactly where I wanted it and spent an embarrassingly long amount of time figuring out the best place to place my phone so I could fit everything discreetly.
Check. Chair ready. Phone ready. Lingerie perfect. Confidence lever: dangerously high.
Then my phone buzzed.
“I’m here.”
Suddenly my heartbeat doubled.
I quickly sent my husband one last excited message before – knock knock.
Shit.
The phone still wasn’t recording yet.
Panic.
I scrambled across the room in my heels like a woman starring in the world’s most chaotic romance movie.
“Quick! Quick! Turn on! Film!”
I opened the door and immediately took his hand. My Bull kissed me right away, clearly surprised by the confidence with which I pulled him aside.
“ Take your jacket off,” I said with a grin.
The moment he looked at me properly, I could already tell he was impressed. The heels, the lingerie hidden beneath the kimono, the atmosphere in the room – exactly the effect I had hoped for.
I led him toward the chair beside the bed and gently pushed him down onto it.
“Stay there,” I teased.
Then I sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed my legs slowly and carefully opened the front of my kimono just enough to reveal what I was wearing underneath.
The expression on my Bull’s face told me my little plan was working perfectly.
I slowly let the kimono slide open a little further and my Bull getting horny.
I could see him trying to stay composed, but it was already becoming increasingly difficult for him. The tension in the room shifted instantly and judging by the growing outline beneath his jeans, my little surprise was working perfectly.
Watching him struggle to stay patient made my pussy very wet.
I stretched out on the bed teasingly, fully enjoying my fingers playing with my pussy. Every little movement seemed to make the tension in the room worse for my Bull and watching him struggle to stay patient was incredibly entertaining for me.
That meant my plan was working exactly as intended.
I slipped off my open bra, climbed onto his lap and kissed him deeply again. I teasingly bit his earlobe while slowly unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off him piece by piece.
Watching him completely lose focus because of me was incredibly hot.
A moment later, my hands moved to his waistband as I grinned at him.
Apparently, those clothes weren’t going to survive the evening either.
He clearly noticed how horny and wet I’d become by the whole situation. I wanted him to fuck me.
Part of what made it so hot for me was the thought of my husband seeing it afterward too – knowing he would absolutely enjoy his wife getting fucked by another man.
That idea alone sent a wave of sluttiness through me.
My Bull pulled me closed and slid his hard cock into my pussy. My pussy is soaking. The way he fucked my pussy felt incredibly good and I could definitely tell he had really missed it.
Every now and then, I deliberately glanced toward the camera of my phone for a second, almost as if I was sharing a private little moment with him in the middle while being fucked hard by my Bull.
I really hoped he would notice those tiny details later – the little looks toward the camera, the teasing smiles between moans, the moments where it was clear I was thinking about him too.
Somehow, even while being fucked and claimed by my Bull, part of the evening still felt it belonged to us together.
My Bull and I kept fucking in different positions, completely caught up in the excitement of the evening. By then the fucking had become a little chaotic in the best possible way.
I already had a mischievous plan in my head too.
During the first round my Bull absolutely had to fill my pussy with loads of his cum. He had been saving for this evening so I’m not gonna waste a single drop!
I wanted to squeeze every last drop out of my pussy and record it all for my husband. Apparently, part of me loved making it very clear my Bull had claimed me again.
We kept fucking until my Bull finally came. My pussy received an unbelievable amount of his cum.
He seemed extremely happy to fill my pussy again.
I got onto my hands and knees while letting my Bull film my cum dripping pussy.
Oh my God…I could literally feel the cum slowly running from my pussy down my leg.
It must be incredibly exciting for my husband to see his wife having such a good time being a horny cum slut, fucking another man.
We took a little break afterward while I grabbed my phone to quickly message my husband. Of course, because of technology apparently enjoys ruining exciting moments, the video refused to send.
“File too large.”
Seriously?!
There I was, sitting in a hotel room after another ridiculously intense fuck, trying to lovingly share the chaos with my husband…and my phone suddenly decided it had moral objections.
Honestly, nothing kills the mood faster than fighting with upload limits.
My Bull and I stayed in bed for a little while longer, talking softly while the atmosphere between us slowly became hot again. Every now and then, my hand would casually glide over his body, teasing him just enough to see how he reacted.
It didn’t take long before his cock was definitely interested in continuing the party.
I started kissing my Bull again while secretly thinking about what kind of hot video I could still make for my husband. I wanted to suck his cock next.
I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking it. While my Bull is enjoying every second I told him “then film it!”
He immediately grabbed my phone, obviously loving the idea of capturing part of my taking his cock deep in my mouth. Every now and then, I deliberately looked straight into the camera for a second. My Bull probably thought those looks were meant for him. But all I could think about was my husband eventually watching the video and seeing the expression on my face – seeing how much fun I was having while my Bull claimed my mouth by fucking it.
That idea made my pussy so extremely wet.
I climbed on top of Tim’s cock again and started riding it. My Bull and I were clearly loving it.
After that, he fucked me from behind again and it seemed impossible for either of us to slow down. He grabbed my phone again and started filming how his cock slammed into my pussy.
He kept fucking my pussy for quite a while and continued filming the whole time.
We paused for a moment to catch our breath, laughing at how chaotic the evening had become again. But when I glanced at the clock, reality suddenly returned.
I almost had to leave.
There were still few teasing ideas left in my head before I had to head home. I wanted another load of his delicious cum. My pussy had already been filled, so this time I wanted it all over my pussy. I wanted my thong covered in my Bull’s cum when I arrived home. That would make my pussy taste like my Bull’s cum for sure!
As soon as we started fucking again, I told my Bull that I wanted his cum all over my pussy. He immediately laughed and agreed.
The way his face lit up told me he was very happy with the suggestion.
My pussy was absolutely soaked…and honestly, so was my mood.
I grabbed my phone and started filming him fucking my pussy. The only problem was that my Bull was taking quite a while fucking me, so eventually I gave up on filming and put my phone away again.
Some moments are apparently easier to enjoy than to properly record.
My Bull guided me toward the edge of the bed again and kept fucking me hard. Meanwhile, my pussy had become far more soaked than expected.
Then he finally took his cock out of my pussy and spayed his cum all over my pussy. Yet another fantasy had turned out exactly the way I hoped.
Eventually, my Bull said he wanted to rinse off quickly. I laughed and told him I wasn’t in any hurry, so I simply waited for him while slowly getting myself ready to head home again.
Before leaving, I kissed him goodbye.
At that point, all I could think about was going home to my sweetheart.
Back to my husband.
There is something strangely exciting about returning home after an hot evening like that – still carrying the atmosphere, the perfume and the memories of everything that happened. I secretly loved the thought that the smell of sex of the evening still lingered around me when I walked through the front door.
The evening had been hot as hell and completely exhausting in the best possible way.
Now it was time for reconnecting. Time for home. Time for reclaiming.