Lunch Time Romp

I love my life on the road, don't get me wrong, but there was a time before face to face video calls that really sucked. Now while I'm out of town I can call Mrs. Dadbod and maybe work out a free live stream of her sucking a cock or riding a nice piece of meat for me to jerk off at, and the situation is often reversed, too. She might watch me fucking a pretty little thing or getting my dick sucked. This day and age the possibilities are endless, but the best we could do back then would be to make a call and listen to live sex. We did do that, but now it's much better to fap as we watch it happen in real time. This is the story of one of the times that happened.

"So what are you up to now that we've wrapped up this deal Boxhead?"

Sandra was a part of the marketing team at the company I worked for. The company that my boss begs me not to mention in the telling of these tales. Most of the time I go on trips by myself and the girls I meet are either local women or fellow travelers. Yet from time to time the account is so big that someone from marketing comes with me and works with the customer's marketing team. The last time it happened it was a dude who kept to himself in his own hotel room, but this time it was Sandra. She was pretty outgoing and I could tell she was up for hanging out. The problem was that I already had a date, a date watching my wife get fucked as I jacked off. Mrs. Dadbod was going to position her phone so that I could watch voyeur style. So I answered,

"I'm going to chill in my room for an hour or so and relax. Maybe after I get some rest we can meet at the pool and then catch an early dinner. We can hang out a bit?"

Sandra liked that idea and we parted ways. She went to her room and I went to my room right next door. I jumped in the shower and got freshened up, put a nice clean towel on the couch, and hooked my phone up to the big screen TV in my room. When I watch a good fucking I like to have a drink, so I poured myself a bourbon and cola. I mixed it strong, but it was the only one I'd have, for now, as I liked to get the buzz started, but I didn't usually follow up with another drink during the show. I never liked to be plastered and not really be able to enjoy it as much. About halfway through the drink my phone rang, so I accepted the call and was greeted with my wife's face and her saying,

"I love you."

At that time she was still fully clothed and alone in the room. It took about five more minutes before the young man she'd be screwing came into the room. When he arrived he was clearly nervous. He called my wife ma'am a lot. This turned me on. She had told me that she met him at the grocery store and he was checking her out, this was about six months ago and they'd pretty much flirted with each other weekly from then. On a chance she slipped him a note the other day with the address to a hotel about 50 miles out of town that read,

"I need more than smiles and innuendo, meet me at the Travel Day Inn, Wednesday around noon, if you're free."

She'd told me that he smiled and nodded.

"Danny, you don't have to call me ma'am."

He stumbled over his thoughts for a moment and asked,

"What's your name?"

My wife was never shy about letting her partners know she was married, so she answered,

"I prefer missus, or even Mrs. Dadbod. Is that okay, Danny?"

He swallowed hard, to come up with an answer, or so I thought, but then I noticed her hand on his crotch. He answered,

"Yes missus, but how do you know my name?"

"Isn't that your name on your name tag?"

He looked down at his name tag as she stroked him through his pants. I noticed that he was starting to show. I was starting to grow, too, and I'd not even touched myself yet. She then directed Danny, saying,

"I need you to undress me. I want you to start by unbuttoning my dress. Get on your knees and start from the bottom. By the time you get to the top I want you to kiss your way back down to my toes. Do you understand?"

Danny nodded yes and he got down on his knees. I'd wondered why my wife had dressed so modestly for such an en devour, but now I knew, it was all part of the show, for both me and Danny. For his part he was shaking as he undid the first of what looked to be thirty or so buttons. I thought that he would gain confidence with each button, but after five he was still shaking. I noticed that my wife had worn some pretty sexy strappy heels under the modest dress. They were among my favorite of all her shoes. Fortunately for Danny he did gain a little stability with his fingers and started shaking a little less as he got closer to her midsection. I was excited to see if she had panties on and, if so, what kind? Both Danny and I gasped when we noticed that she didn't have panties on and was 100% clean-shaven smooth! I took hold of my erection for the first time, but I only stroked it a few times before just letting it stand there wanting more. Danny had made it almost to the top and soon revealed my wife's small but perfect breasts. He undid the top button and she shook the dress off of her shoulders and it fell to the ground. Mrs. Dadbod praised Danny saying,

"You've done a fine job, now start where the last button was and kiss your way down, but don't forget to kiss each nipple once, but lightly, okay?"

Danny nodded and then complied. My wife was kind and lovingly guided him down and over to each breast. He kissed her lightly on each nipple and continued down her body, but when he got to her pussy he stopped.

"Go on, kiss my pussy too."

He followed the whispered direction and my wife let out a little moan of approval. He kissed her labia three times, starting at the clitoral hood and pretty much pushed his face into her to get that last kiss in. My wife almost grabbed the back of his head, but she looked at the phone and smiled at me, resisting the urge to pull his head into her. He continued his kissing path and she instructed him with these words,

"Kiss down one leg to the toes, back up, kiss my cunny again, and then back down to the other."

Danny kissed down one leg and kissed in between all of the straps that made up her heels. After taking his time he finally made it down to her feet where he kissed all around her her foot, except for where the strappy heel covered it. He even took the time to kiss each toe before working his way back up. At that point pre-cum oozed from the head of my erection. I took it on my finger and tasted it, following that up with a sip from my drink. Soon he got back to her pussy, and she used her fingers to spread her lips ordering him to,

"Kiss the inside, Danny."

He kissed her open pussy one, two, and then three times, making sure to get each lip and the opening. My wife ordered,

"Give my clit a good lap before you go down the other leg."

I watched Danny use his whole tongue to lick her and I watched as her body shivered with the touch. He worked his way down the other leg as he had the first one. Without being told he worked his way back up her leg and when he got to her pussy she said,

"Eat."

My wife grabbed his head and he licked at her pussy. He licked around her closed labia and then parted it with his tongue to lick her sexy insides. She had the back of his head in her hands and moved to compliment his licks while looking at me through the camera. I was stroking in earnest now, but not too much, as I wanted to cum later rather than sooner. From the look on her face she was about to cum when she stopped him. I let my cock go, too.

"Stand up."

He did as he was told. She took his shirt off and then his undershirt. He was in good shape. She undid his belt, opened his pants, and pulled them down. He kicked off his shoes and that left him in his socks and boxers with his boner stressing the material. He looked pretty long to me. Mrs. Dadbod slowly pulled his boxers down and revealed his penis. It was long and pretty thin. I'm just about five inches, maybe a little more, he was at least seven inches, but not as thick. I watched my wife lick from his balls up his shaft. I stroked mine a little more. She then gave her next order,

"Lie down on the bed."

He eagerly did what he was told and she adjusted the phone for a better view. I could see his chin behind his ridged dick. She climbed up on the bed and straddled his face with her pussy.

"Eat!"

Danny did what he was told as she moved over his working mouth and played with her small titties. I took another taste of pre-cum and another sip of drink. Mrs. Dadbod lowered herself so she could suck his cock and they were full on into a 69. She sucked his young cock and looked me right in the eye. I carefully, yet methodically, stroked my hard-on at the most erotic sight. I wondered how far she was going to go with him? Would she just get him off in the 69, would she end up fucking him, or both? I pondered if she would make him cum and take advantage of his youth to get him hard and fuck him? Either way the show was awesome. Her mouth opened and she released his cock and made the sounds that are most often heard when she orgasms from oral!

"Oh Danny, YES!"

Now that she had came I was certain that the next step would be her riding his young cock! I got ready to cum myself.

In the room next door Sandra was drinking a glass of wine and enjoying some reruns of Dirty Jobs wishing she could manhandle the host. When she heard some moaning she wondered how high Boxhead had the TV up and what the fuck he was watching? Did he pay extra for porn or something? Did the hotel even offer those channels? She looked at the options and found no hardcore porn, at least, and figured that maybe he'd brought his own. But the sound was more clear than she thought it should be!

"What is that?"

Sandra walked over to the door that connected both rooms and discovered that it was slightly ajar. She very carefully opened it a little more to find that the other door, the one that belonged to Boxhead's room, was not fully closed either. That's what allowed the sound to be so clear! Allowing curiosity to get the best of her she downed her glass of wine and carefully pushed his door open a bit more.

"Oh my lord."

Even though she thought he might be watching porn she wasn't ready for what she saw. Boxhead was watching his own wife sixty-nining with a young man in what looked to be some other hotel! She was sucking the young cock while looking right at the phone. Sandra fetched herself another glass of wine and took off her clothes. She drank up half the glass and then took her place at the two doors and touched her body while watching Mrs. Dadbod get pleasured and pleasure that stud. She was damn near close to getting off herself when she watched the man bring her coworker's wife to orgasm. She mumbled to herself,

"What the fuck."

Sandra finished her glass and watched as Mrs. Dadbod turned around and mounted the boy. She slowly opened the door more and crawled into the adjoining hotel room. She noticed that Boxhead was focused on the screen and stroking his own dick. He was too distracted to noticed the naked woman crawling towards him on her hand and knees!

"Oh Danny, your cock feels so good in me!"

Danny grunted and so did I, but then he said,

"I don't want to get you pregnant, missus, I don't have a condom on!"

Hearing that turned both the wife and me on and she grinded on his cock more intensely. I enjoyed the look of her ass going up and down as her pussy fuck Danny's cock. I'd wished that I had something warm to stick my cock into in that moment. Then I almost had a heart attack.

"What the fuck?"

It was my colleague Sandra and her mouth was all of a sudden filled with my dick! She was as naked as the rest of us were and she was looking up at me sucking my cock like we planned the whole ordeal. I smiled big and offered,

"Do you want a good fucking?"

She said that she did and added,

"As long as we can both watch your wife fucking, too!"

Game on, I thought, and we turned the TV to face the bed more and I took Sandra from behind. Her pussy was sopping wet, my cock slid right into her tightness. So then I had to split my view between my wife fucking Danny and my cock going in and out of Sandra. Sandra asked,

"Can they hear us like we can hear them?"

I told her that the phone was muted so that the young man couldn't hear us, as he didn't know they were being watched. Danny spoke saying,

"I'm serious Mrs. Dadbod, I'm about to cum and we're not using a condom!"

Once again my wife fucked him even harder and responded,

"I want to feel your cum fill me up Danny!"

Sandra responded to hearing that and she put her face into the bed and whimpered. Her body convulsed and wetness gushed from her pussy and coated my cock in her cum. This extra lube really made it hard for me to not cum right away. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to cum when Danny came into my wife. While that was what I wanted, initially, I never thought I'd be fucking a hot piece of pussy myself while I watched the show. My concerned was unfounded when I heard,

"I'm going to cum!"

I didn't have to hold off as all and right as the young man grunted exploding into my wife I heard Sandra say,

"Are you going to cum into my pussy? You're going to get me pregnant!"

I was too far gone, I was thrusting deep into her and in release myself. Yet instead of trying to pull away she pushed back hard against me. We both watched as my wife kept riding Danny's cock as his cum flowed out of her from around him.

"It's so sensitive Mrs. Dadbod, I don't know how much more I can take!"

I kept moving in and out of Sandra, just trying to deal with the sensitive head of my cock some more before I couldn't take it anymore. I was about ready to pull out when Sandra's body convulsed yet again and she had her second orgasm.

"I'm sorry about the get me pregnant part."

Sandra explained that it was a turn on for her to act like she was going to get pregnant, even though she was on protection. I was a little relieved as I didn't want that to hang over us the rest of the trip. I pulled out from Sandra and reclined on the bed watching as Danny's long slender dick slid out of my wife's pussy. We both watched as she cleaned off his cock with her mouth and then Sandra did the same to me as we watched Danny get dressed to leave the hotel room. My wife came over to the phone and said,

"I love you Boxhead, I can't wait to see you again. Make sure to have some fun."

She winked and then the call ended.

"I guess it would've been an odd thing to say what you were going to do, but I'm glad that housekeeping left the doors between our rooms open."

I agreed with Sandra and asked if she was still up for the pool and an early dinner? She said she was and then said,

"I'd also love it if you could spend a little more time in me, too."

See you soon...