Becca Bellamy
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The Unexpected Pleasures of Cheating - Part 2
🕑 Added 2022-08-11 05:35:49 +0000 UTCClick here to read the first part of the story.
Sarah woke to vibrations of her phone buzzing on the nightstand. A text had just come in.
"I want you."
It was from Russ, the man Sarah had been sleeping with for the past two weeks. Russ knew that Sarah's husband, Shawn, was sleeping right next to her in the hotel room that had doubled as her home for the past month. He clearly didn't care about that, though, and with good reason. Sarah had surrendered to her desire and let Russ fuck her an hour before Shawn's flight was due to land. She'd thrown caution to the wind and been rewarded with spectacular orgasms from both Russ and Shawn, who had no idea he was fucking his wife so soon after her lover had fucked her and cum inside her.
"You can't have me," Sarah replied. "My husband is sleeping right next to me."
"I know," Russ texted back. "That's why I want you, Sarah. I want you to come to my room. I want to fuck you and send you back to him."
Despite knowing it was objectively awful to want Russ in that moment, Sarah couldn't help herself. The sex she'd had with him the day before - the sex she'd had an hour before her husband had walked into the hotel room - was spectacular. The sex she'd had with Shawn the moment he walked through the door was spectacular, too, and Sarah knew that part of her pleasure was fueled by the naughtiness of having fucked another man right before her husband enjoyed her pussy for the first time in a month.
"Do you want to cum inside me?" she asked. It was foolish. It was absolutely foolish. She couldn't help it, though. She felt weak for surrendering to her desire so easily, and yet it felt so good to do so.
"Yes. I want to fuck you, cum inside you, and send you back to your husband," he texted. "Come to my room, Sarah. Let me fuck you. Let me fill you with cum. Let me send you back to your husband dripping with my cum."
Sarah reached under the covers, ran her fingers down her stomach, and slipped them into her panties. She knew she was turned on, but she was still surprised at how utterly soaked her pussy felt. She bit her lip to hold back her moan and rubbed her clit a little. Her desire deepened and she knew she was going to surrender to it. She knew she was going to cheat on her husband while he slept.
"I'll be right there," Sarah texted.
She carefully slipped out of the bed and headed for the desk. She wrote a note saying she was going to get coffee for them - which she was absolutely going to do after fucking Russ - and left it on the nightstand on Shawn's side of the bed. Then she put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed a room key and her phone, and slipped out as quietly as possible.
Sarah leaned against the door and took a deep breath. Her heart was pounding, either because she knew she was making a bad decision or because she was so turned on her entire body was aroused. She pushed away from the door and walked down the hallway. She stopped in front of Russ's room, lifted her hand, and paused for just a moment to consider the decision she was about to make. She didn't think long, though. Instead, she knocked on the door and Russ opened it a moment later.
He pulled her inside and they kissed without saying a word. Sarah savored the feeling of his lips against hers and the roughness of his unshaved face against her skin. She welcomed his tongue into her mouth and gently sucked on it while he pushed her shorts to the floor and slipped a hand into her panties to find the wetness his texts had created.
"I want you," Sarah said before moaning as he fingered her pussy. "Fuck, Russ, I want you so badly."
Russ smiled and kissed her again. This time with a passionate kind of force, like he wanted their bodies to meld. Sarah pushed his boxers down and wrapped her fingers around his cock. She was certain it felt harder than it had the day before, like his arousal was just as overwhelming as hers.
Sarah wanted to suck his cock. She wanted to take him in her mouth, to give him that pleasure, to look up and see the joy on his face as she used her lips and tongue to build his desire, but she didn't have time. She needed him inside her. If Shawn woke up, she couldn't be gone for long.
"I need you inside me," she said.
Russ smiled, picked Sarah up, and set her in his bed. He crawled between her legs and she guided his cock into her pussy. He filled her with a long, slow thrust as they kissed. She grabbed his ass when he bottomed out inside her and groaned at the intense pleasure she felt, as if going a mere 12 hours without his cock was too long for her body.
"Fuck me," Sarah said with genuine desperation in her voice. "Fuck me, Russ."
Russ fucked her. He fucked her hard. His thrusts were deep and every time he bottomed out inside her Sarah felt the pleasure of her clit being stimulated and her pussy being filled and stretched just a little bit his thickness. She closed her eyes, held him tight, and lost herself in the utter joy of being fucked by someone she wasn't married to while her husband was sleeping in a room just down the hallway. It was terrible of her, and yet it felt so good.
Russ seemed to understand that the sex wasn't meant to last a long time, as he kept up an impressive pace to his thrusts while Sarah filled his room with moans and groans of pure, perfect pleasure.
"I'm close," she said as her orgasm neared. "Cum inside me, Russ." Uttering those words carried the same power it had the day before. It filled her body with an even deeper level of desire and brought an orgasm that much closer to exploding out of her.
Russ buried his cock inside her and came. He filled Sarah's pussy, just like he said he would. She came thinking about the sex she'd had with Shawn the night before, about how hot it had been when he went down on her without knowing another man had cum inside her. Her body trembled with an astounding level of pleasure that briefly left Sarah breathless as her toes tingled and her head spun.
They shared a tender kiss as Russ's cock remained inside her. Sarah wrapped legs around her lover to pull him a little deeper, kissed him once more, and then parted her thighs. He pulled out and she quickly ran to the bathroom to let some of his cum drip out of her. She couldn't very well go back to Shawn with an obvious, cummy mess in her panties, after all.
"That was amazing, as always," Sarah said as she quickly got dressed.
"It was my pleasure, as always," Russ replied.
Sarah gave him a quick kiss and headed out the door. She walked down the hallway and gently pressed her ear against her door to try and suss out whether Shawn had woken up. She heard nothing, though, and smiled as she headed for the lobby to get coffee.
Sarah said good morning to the staff at the front desk - she'd been at the hotel long enough to know some of them by name - poured two cups of coffee, grabbed a few creamers and some sugar, and headed upstairs. As she waited for the elevator she turned and looked in the mirror to see that her hair was a mess and her face and upper chest were flushed. She looked very much like she'd just gotten fucked, a sight that put a smile on her face, though she did take a few moments to try and fix her hair before stepping into the elevator and riding it to her floor.
Shawn stirred from his sleep as Sarah stepped into the room and set the coffees on the TV stand. She watched him sit up and smile at her before his eyes wandered over her body, taking his time to drink in every inch of her.
"You look beautiful," he said with a smile.
"Why thank you," Sarah replied before lifting her shirt over her head and tossing it aside. "How do I look now?"
"Beautiful and sexy," Shawn answered as he sat up a little straighter.
"How sexy?" Sarah asked.
Shawn smiled and pulled the covers aside, revealing the bulge of a half hard cock in his underwear. He crawled to the end of the bed, sat down, and offered a hand. Sarah pushed away from the wall and sauntered towards her husband, whose cock now seemed to be fully erect.
"Sexy enough that all I can think about is how badly I want you," Shawn said as she stepped between his legs. He ran his fingers up her legs and unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them down her thighs with ease.
When he reached up to take down her panties, Sarah smiled and stepped back. She leaned against the TV stand and slipped a hand into her underwear. Her fingers moved between her plump, slippery pussy lips - they were still soaked with her juices and Russ's cum - and moaned seductively as Shawn freed his cock and wrapped his fingers around it.
"I'm wet," she said softly as her gaze found his.
"How wet?" Shawn asked.
"Soaked," Sarah replied. "I love that you want me, Shawn. I love that you want to fuck me. I've missed having you inside me. I've missed how good it feels when you fuck me."
Shawn released his cock and slid off the edge of the bed and onto his knees. He quickly closed the distance between them, reached up to slip his fingers into the waistband on her panties, and said, "I missed the way you taste."
Sarah couldn't help but moan because she knew that he'd tasted Russ's cum the night before, and it seemed as though he'd enjoyed it despite not knowing that he was actually bathing his tongue in another man's seed. "Do you want to taste me again?" she asked.
"More than anything," Shawn answered.
Sarah tried not to reveal just how turned on she was, but she felt a pulsating desire emanating from between her legs as she put a hand on the back of Shawn's head and guided his mouth to her pussy. Sarah couldn't help but moan the moment his tongue slipped inside her. She kept thinking that her husband was bathing his tongue in Russ's cum and the pleasure of it made her legs tremble.
"Do I still taste good?" Sarah asked.
"You taste even better today," he answered.
Sarah felt like she was on the verge of cumming. Russ had cum inside her no more than ten minutes ago. The taste of his cum was almost certainly more potent, and Shawn enjoyed it. Some part of her felt bad for feeding him another man's cum without his knowledge, but that part was buried so deep it didn't stand a chance of being heard.
"Shawn, I need you to fuck me," Sarah said.
Shawn stood up and kissed her. His tongue slipped into her mouth and Sarah thought she could taste a hint of the salty flavor of Russ's cum, though she couldn't be sure. She didn't get long to think about it, though, as Shawn turned and carried her to the bed. He tossed her on her back like she weighed nothing and crawled between her legs with a hungry look on his face. She unhooked her bra and he devoured her breasts as he rubbed the head of his cock over her swollen pussy lips.
"Please, fuck me," Sarah said as her husband's borderline animalistic approach to foreplay filled her with a wondrous kind of desire.
Shawn slipped his cock inside her and filled Sarah with a deep, hard thrust. She grunted at the fierce strength behind his thrust and then his lips made their way to her neck. He kissed her and sucked on her flesh so hard that he might have left a mark. His fingers moved to the back of her head and entwined in her hair. He pulled just enough for Sarah to feel a touch of pain and then he fucked her with incredible power. She couldn't remember the last time he'd fucked her like that, and Sarah surrendered her body to it and the pleasure that came with it.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she begged him. "Harder, Shawn, fuck me harder."
Shawn delivered. He fucked her harder. He fucked her so hard that every thrust offered up an explosion of pleasure emanating from her clit. They kissed and Sarah thought of her husband devouring her lover's cum without knowing it. She wrapped her legs around him and cried out in pleasure as an orgasm came over her. It was so powerful she couldn't even speak. All she could do was open her mouth, let out a primal scream, and cum all over his cock.
"I want you to cum in my mouth," Sarah said as Shawn's cock remained deep inside her. "Let me finish you."
Shawn smiled and pulled out. He rolled onto his back and Sarah quickly got between his legs. She took her husband's slick cock into her mouth and tasted Russ's cum on it. She moaned and sucked with incredible vigor as a naughty kind of pleasure rushed through her body.
Shawn reached out and put a hand on the back of her head. He applied gentle pressure - which wasn't really something he did when she went down on him - and she offered no resistance. She let him direct her mouth. She even let him thrust his hips upward, gently fucking her face as he pursued his orgasm. Sarah liked that he was so turned on, that he was so eager to cum.
It didn't take long. The combined pleasure of her mouth and hand resulted in a long, loud, voluminous orgasm, flooding her mouth it with hot cum that Sarah happily swallowed. Shawn had a hazy, happy look on his face as she sucked the last bit of cum from the tip of his cock and then kissed his thighs.
"That was incredible," he said. "It was even better than yesterday." He chuckled. "Maybe you should go away for business more often."
Sarah gently kissed his balls as she looked up at her husband - it felt like the right thing to do in the moment - and then backed out of the bed, grabbed their coffees, and carefully handed one to Shawn before joining him in the bed once more.
"Who knows?" she said. "If I do a really good job on this project, you might get your wish." She chuckled just like her husband had, for she knew the idea was playfully absurd. He was right about the sex being great, though. They hadn't fucked like that in years, perhaps ever, which meant it was going to be one heck of a weekend.
