Hotel Adventures Ch. 01

A grunt came through the wall, "Oh yes baby, fuck me harder!" Vanessa screamed out.

As Stacy inserted a finger to gain some lubrication she imagined the couple had just changed positions again. Her wet finger rubbed over her clit in circles as she attempted to give herself some much needed relief. Vanessa was now on the couch and John was on one knee in front of her. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her closer to him before taking his cock in one hand. He dipped the head of his shaft into her drenched folds, removed it and rubbed her clit with it slowly. Then he shoved his entire length deep inside of her and fucked her wildly.

After a minute or two she could hear the couple getting off the couch. She imagined Vanessa now had her knees on the couch, being bent over the back as John stood behind her. His cock was sliding in and out of her dripping slit as he kneaded her ass cheeks like pizza dough. Vanessa's screams were getting louder as her next orgasm loomed ever closer. Then suddenly her screams stopped.

"Oh My God! Yes! I love it when you lick my ass like that." Vanessa cried out once more.

Imagining this exotic beauty bent over, holding her cheeks apart as her husband ate her ass out was pushing Stacy past the point of no return. She drew two fingers inside of her to get them wet and started to strum them over her clit. Stimulating this most sensitive area and thinking of her husband Todd licking her the way John was licking Vanessa brought a thunderous orgasm down upon Stacy. Her hips bucked wildly against her hand as waves of passion crashed over her body. She cried aloud, briefly out of control, before biting down on her lower lip to stifle her passion. Afraid someone might have heard her, Stacy froze momentarily, her ragged breathing being the only sound in the hall.

As she started to come down from her orgasmic high she noticed she couldn't hear John and Vanessa anymore. The lack of noise coming from their room caused Stacy to slowly move towards the wall separating her and the couple. Just when she thought they might have stopped, WHAM. A loud thud against the wall Stacy had been inching towards caused her to jump back and scream; then a slightly softer thud followed and then another. Soon a rhythm was being beaten into the wall. The moans of pleasure and screams of joy were so loud Stacy had to look around to make sure they were not in the hallway with her. 'My God! He's fucking her right against this wall!' Stacy thought in a state of shock, and the second the thought crossed her mind, she knew that just rubbing herself was not going to suffice. 'Fuck it.' She thought. 'No one can get back here without my keycard.'

While John continued to fuck his wife in Morse code, Stacy quickly unzipped her pencil skirt and let it crumble around her ankles. In a flash she had her lacy, bikini-style panties thrown to the ground as well. Beyond all sense of caution, Stacy placed her back directly against the wall the couple was having sex against. The pulse of John impaling his wife into the wall was sending vibrations across Stacy's whole body. She was so close to them; if she were to speak a little louder than normal they would hear her clear as day. To be so near this couple at such an intimate moment without them knowing she was there had Stacy on fire. While maintaining the light pressure on her pearl, she inserted her middle finger into the drenched sauna between her legs. With all that was going on and the addition of her fingers to the list of overwhelming sensations, Stacy knew she wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer.

Vanessa must have been having similar feelings because soon she began to cry out again. "Oh. Yes. Baby. Don't. Stop. I'm. Gonna. Cum!"

Stacy could hear the syncopated screams of Vanessa, punctuated with a grunt every time John slammed his large member into her. Hearing her orgasm sent electrified chills all throughout Stacy. Needing more, she added a second finger inside of her and started working them much faster. Eventually John's grunts got louder, his own orgasm rising up within him like a freight train.

"Get ready for it baby, I'm about to cum!' He yelled at her. Unable to accurately voice her acquiescence due to the continuous orgasms rocking her body, all Vanessa could do was grunt her acceptance.

Unable to hold back any longer Stacy began pumping herself vigorously while rubbing her clit. As her two fingers were working themselves in and out of her, she curled them so that they would rub across her G-spot on the roof of her vagina. Hitting her spot, her knees buckled and one last resounding thud against the wall caused Stacy to lose her balance and fall to the floor, shaking from head to toe from the intense orgasm she had just given herself.

Stacy laid there for a few minutes eventually coming to her senses. Unable to believe what she had just done, she quickly stood up and got dressed. Knowing she must look like a mess, she kicked herself for not having a mirror. She exited the narrow passageway and walked down the hallway proper on her way to the elevator. As she waited, she heard a door open. Looking to her left to see who it was she was flooded with embarrassment and horror. She watched in shock as John and Vanessa came down the hall towards her. Clearly dressed for the pool the couple joined Stacy in the elevator once again. As the doors closed, Vanessa looked towards Stacy.

"Damn girl, what happened? You look about like I feel." Vanessa said with a giggle.

Checking her reflection in the mirrored wall Stacy could hardly believe the flushed face and ruffled hair of the reflection belonged to her. "It's really hot back there. No air conditioning. You know." Stacy stammered quickly. Looking at her reflection again she had to agree with Vanessa, she did look the way the other woman felt. Well fucked.

As the three exited the elevator, they immediately went their separate ways. Needing to calm down and get herself under control, Stacy made her way back to her office. Remembering she wanted to text her husband, she took a seat and a deep breath then looked at her phone. Much to her surprise she saw that she had a text from Todd waiting for her. It read:

"Hey babe, I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed this morning. I know things haven't exactly been perfect lately, but I wanted you to know I want them to get better. It's gonna take some work on both our parts, but you're the love of my life and more than worth it. Text me back when you get a chance and have a great day! I love you!

Reading the exact words she was longing for him to say made her eyes well and heart swell. She sent a text right back:

"I love you so much! You took the words right out of my mouth. I want nothing more than for us to be happy. My day has been quite crazy! I can't wait to get home and tell you about it. I know you'll enjoy the story ;)"

Stacy was flooded with relief. The thoughtful text from her husband, and her little adventure in the maintenance passage had her on Cloud 9. The rest of her day went by quickly. She had an obvious spring in her step and her positive attitude was simply infectious to all around her. When she locked up her office for the night and got in her car, she had to work hard not to simply lay lead on the accelerator and zoom home. Her giddy state was unbelievable. She was so excited to see Todd she didn't know what to do first. 'Kiss him? Hug him? Fuck him? Tell him about the couple and all they implied? Tell him about my voyeuristic masturbation?' Like a child's first trip to Disney, she was on sensory overload. She wanted to do it all, everything, right away.

As she entered her front door she was greeted by the sweet smells of a wonderful dinner and flickering candle light. Todd had come home early in order to prepare a romantic dinner for her. Taken aback by the gesture she stood still, frozen in place for a few moments. Regaining her composure she slowly walked into the dining room. Hidden in the shadows Todd slowly walked up behind her, sliding his arms across her stomach and pinning her against his chest. No words were spoken. The two stood there for a few minutes, satisfied just to hold and be held. After a bit Todd took hold of Stacy's arm and turned her around. He bent down and gave her a kiss that could crumble mountains. The strength and tenderness, the passion and lust that that kiss contained literally caused Stacy's knees to buckle. As he pulled away and stepped back she whimpered. Wanting a kiss like that to never end, she couldn't help but be slightly disappointed when it did.

Gesturing towards the table Todd said, "Take a seat. I'll get us some wine and you can tell me about your day."

As she sat Stacy suddenly became nervous. 'What if he gets upset? What if instead of being turned on, he's disgusted? Will he think I'm some kind of unquenchable super-slut?'

Todd reentered the room and could see the confliction etched upon her face. He sat down across from her and said, "Talk to me baby. I can tell something is on your mind. What is it?"

Steeling her resolve, determined to go through with it, Stacy took a few moments to collect her thoughts. "Well, it all started with our shower this morning. It was so damn hot! It was on my mind and making me horny all day." Todd laughed and agreed that it was the same for him. "So around noon I met this couple that had just checked in. They were our age, and..I...I'm embarrassed to say...I was...very attracted to them...both of them."

"Is that all?" John said. "Hell, if we had to confess to one another every time we saw people that were attractive it'd be the only thing we'd talk about."

"No baby that's not all." Stacy said demurely. "We chatted in the elevator. All the while their hands roamed each other's body while their eyes devoured my body. I asked them what room they were in and as we got up to the top floor I walked them to their door. They invited me in and I showed them around the suite they booked. As we talked they told me about their family and how infrequently they were able to get away. They also said that they took full advantage of those opportunities, mostly by fucking each other silly."

"Get out of here." John laughed. "They didn't say that."

"Well, no, they didn't. But they sure as hell implied it."

"What do you mean?"

"Just listen baby, I'm getting there. So after I showed them around the upstairs portion of their suite they sat down next to each other on the bed, their hands moving over each other's bodies with more urgency. I was getting a little uncomfortable. I was already turned on, and our conversation and their groping weren't helping anything. That's when Vanessa grabbed her husband's crotch, and started to rub and squeeze it. I could actually see it getting bigger and harder inside his pants. Then she looked at me and told me that they could figure the rest out, but asked me if I would like to stay and watch them have sex!"

"What?!? Are you kidding me? What did you do?" John asked incredulously.

"No I'm not kidding and I was dumbfounded. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was barely able to get the words to come out of my mouth, but managed to tell them about needing to be somewhere else. His dick had swollen considerably, it was really big, and without looking away from it Vanessa shrugged me off and said, 'maybe next time' then gave me a little wink. That's when I left the room as fast as I could and walked into the maintenance passage."

All this time Stacy's eyes had been glued to the floor, unable to look Todd in the eye. She quickly flicked her eyes up to meet his. The expression she saw was far from judgmental. No, that was a look of pure, unadulterated lust! The fire burning in those eyes shot through the air, penetrating every fiber of Stacy's being. Coursing her body head to toe it ignited a fire of her own, though the pyre of her passion was burning considerably further south than his.

"So what did you do"" He said finally.

The mutual arousal and tension in the air was tangible. Stacy couldn't help but laugh. "What I was supposed to do? I walked the hall and flipped the switch."

Was that disappointment she saw briefly flickering across his face?

"I was on my way back when I first heard it. You know what it's like in there, sounds from every room move easily through the walls.

Todd did know. Over the years Stacy had shown him every square inch of that hotel. Being in those passageways was very odd. Like a Christmas Day Parade, it was a cacophony of sounds blended together, like the music from floats gone past merging with those yet to come.

"I was about half way back when I heard strange noises from up ahead. As I got closer they got louder, and more distinct. Before I even got to the section of wall outside their suite I knew the sounds were John and Vanessa making love. So when I did get there and was certain of what they were doing...I...I just stood there." Stacy said slightly embarrassed. "I wanted to walk away, to give my guests their privacy. But God, I was so damn horny. It was like an itch, this intense, maddening itch that I just couldn't scratch. And right there, just a few feet away from me, was this gorgeous woman and her stud of a husband, who was relentlessly scratching her in exactly the way I needed so badly."

Stacy was breathing heavily now. The retelling of this afternoon was affecting her almost as strongly as the event itself did. Without even realizing it, Todd had been leaning closer and closer to his wife. He was damn near laying across the table, hanging on to her every word. As she paused to catch her breath and slow her racing heart, Todd must have realized what he had been doing. He rose out of his chair and moved to the other side of the table, sitting down right next to his wife. Gently placing his hands under her chin he lifted her face so that her eyes could meet his.

"Keep going." He said. The words fell out of his mouth as barely more than a whisper. He was too afraid to speak any louder. Afraid that anything more than a whisper might awaken him from a dream that seemed too good to be true. His mind was like a bullet train, speeding across the country side, trying to hurry to the place he hoped his wife's tale would go. But he knew he couldn't beat her to it. She had to say it.

As it turned out, unlike many things in this world, the reality of what he heard next far exceeded his imaginative expectations.

"I could hear their voices." She said softly. "She was on her knees, I think, taking him into her mouth. I could hear them talking about me. I could hear his words of encouragement and I could imagine the noises she was making. The way her muffled voice purred with pleasure like a cat getting rubbed in just the right spot. After a bit I heard the springs of the couch strain as he sat. Their voices grew louder as they began to make love, both of them vocalizing their pleasure. It wasn't until I heard her screaming from her first orgasm that I realized I was touching myself. Without knowing it I had unbuttoned my blouse and was running my fingers across my nipple, the way you do when you're eating me out.

All the apprehension and nervousness within Stacy had dissipated. It was obvious that Todd was not upset. In fact quite the opposite, he was greatly enjoying her story. His cock was rock hard, desperately straining against the confines of his pants. She wasn't sure when he had started, but he was stroking that magnificent steel rod of his through the khakis he was wearing. His reaction to her tale emboldened Stacy. Without stoppering her story, she reached across her lovers lap, giving his member the release from its fight with his pants' fabric and seams. Firmly grasping his now exposed cock and gently stroking it up and down, she looked him square in the eyes and continued.

"Once I was aware of what I was doing to myself, there was no way to stop it. I unzipped my skirt and slid my hand beneath my panties." As she said this she took her left hand, the one not jerking him off, and reached down into his pants to roll his heavy balls across her fingertips. "I was fingering myself right there in that passageway listening to these two strangers I'd just met ravishing each other. Before it was all over I was kicking myself for not staying with them. But in that moment I was lost, totally beyond any thought other than their pleasure and my own. Their sex had gotten more frantic and aggressive. The sounds of him slapping his big cock into her and her cries of pleasure from it were driving me wild. I could tell they had switched positions a few different times. I pictured him on top of her, holding her close as he fired himself in and out of her. I pictured him flipping her over, throwing her around as if she were a child, lining up his cock behind her and aggressively slamming away. There was a brief pause at one point. Just a few seconds of silence before Vanessa called out again. "Oh Jesus, lick my ass baby! I love it so much."

Todd's eyes had closed. No doubt he was seeing every inch of vivid detail Stacy was painting for him. She looked down at the swollen tool in her hand. 'It's huge!' She thought to herself. 'I don't think I've ever seen it that big.' A large glob of precum formed a translucent tear drop on the head of his dick. Using the natural lube to aid her task of servicing her husband, she leaned close, whispering into his ear. "I was in heaven! John was licking this vixen's ass and she loved it. Just the way I love it when you shove that magnificent tongue of yours up my ass."

At that she pushed out her tongue, running it all over his ear before firmly sucking the dangling lobe into her mouth. A deep moan escaped his lips. Her hands. Her story. Her tongue. All of it was bringing Todd to new levels of arousal. Knowing the affect she was having on him, Stacy sat back down, lubed his cock with more precum, increased the pace at which her hand was enveloping his member and continued her story.

"It was then that I heard a loud bang against the wall in front of me. Then more bangs. He had picked her up and was fucking her against the wall. I couldn't believe what was happening. I placed my own back against that very same wall. I quickly unclasped my bra, letting my tits fall free." As she said this, Stacy expertly opened her blouse and removed her bra. The sudden stop of his pleasure caused Todd to open his eyes in shock. The sight of her pert breasts in front of him brought a large smile to his face. As she laid her hands upon him again he moved his hands to her chest.

"I could feel his force through the wall." She began again. "The vibrations were all across my body all at once. Their voices were so clear, their bodies just inches away from mine. He called out to her, daring her to take every inch of the impressive cock he had. She grunted and screamed her acceptance of him." Todd's breath was becoming more ragged. "My body was shaking, and my bottom lip was bleeding. I damn near chewed it off attempting to suppress my own screams. His pace quickened, fucking her harder and harder. If he wanted to, I think he could have fucked her right through the wall."

Stacy moved her hands faster. So much precum was leaking from her husband's cock that the lubrication allowed her hands to become a blur of pleasure inducing friction. "I heard him tell her to get ready, that he was going to cum. I wanted to cum with him. I needed to cum with him. I rubbed my clit furiously and fingered myself hard." Todd's body was tensing, his balls were swelling. "He began grunting louder and louder. Then with one final deafening bang against the wall, three screams rang out. They both shouted their approval as he blasted his cum deep inside of her. Their noises were the only thing that drowned out my own screams as I came time and again all over my hands."