Hotel Love

Desi looked at me and laughed then motioned towards Kate as if to say “I told you so!”

They were still embracing when the taxi arrived at the hotel. Desi leant forward as the other two scrambled out; “Pay the man and I’ll let you watch us fuck her. Okay?” He winked.

I meekly nodded and gave the driver another ten pound note.
When I joined them in the reception area it transpired that they had already told Kate that they had agreed to let me watch them.

Her eyes twinkled like Christmas lights as we stepped into the lift. As Kez pressed the button for the tenth floor, he asked me which floor I was staying on.
“6 – Why?” I lied.
He shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention to Desi who now had Kate’s dress pushed up around her waist as he kissed and licked her neck and tits. My heart was pounding and my cock aching as I saw images of Kate’s’ stocking clad legs, suspender belt and tiny G-string in the mirrors on all four sides of the lift. Everytime the lift slowly passed another floor there would be a click and I expected some old General or something to open the doors and see my wife and her soon to be lover. Thankfully this didn’t happen and he nonchalantly smoothed her dress as we eventually walked along the corridor.

“Excellent! There’s a mini-bar!” Kez exclaimed once inside the room. “What do you want?” Then he threw me a bottle of vodka as he opened a miniature bottle of whisky.

As I unscrewed the lid I turned to see that Desi and Kate already lying on the bed. He had already taken Kate’s dress off and was suckling on her succulent tits. Her eyes were closed and her head was now rolling from side to side as he gently stroked her pussy through her thin knickers. My eyes were nearly out on stalks when I realised that she had completely shaved her pubes off!

“If it’s not wet enough you could use this!” Kez laughed as he waved a half bottle of champagne in the air.
Desi grinned, “She’s plenty wet…look!” and then pulled my wife’s ting G-string to one side exposing her puffed up labia and a gash that looked as if she’d pissed herself.
“Watch this.” He told his pal as one by one he inserted all four long brown fingers into Kate’s willing hole.
“Get my phone out of my pocket and take a picture!” He giggled as he twisted his hand around and around until everything apart from his thumb was inside her body.

As Kez fumbled with the camera-phone Kate gasped and grunted as she pulled her feet towards her knees and arched her back; pushing her pussy and Desi’s hand into the air.

“Fucking Hell mate, that looks awesome!” Kez whistled as he focused and pressed the button.

“Here, takeover for a minute, while I take a piss.” Desi nonchalantly urged his friend as he unceremoniously pulled his fist out of my wife’s now gaping cunt.

As Kez approached Kate, who was now writhing on the bed, he finished his drink and unclasped his belt letting his trousers fall to the floor.

“I bet you’re a cracking cocksucker.” He asked my wife who was busy taking her knickers off. “Are you?”

She drunkenly nodded and leant her face towards the massive bulge in his white Calvin Klein’s, planting a sloppy kiss near the tip.

“Take my pants off then babe,” Kez’s voice was now a soft growl, “with your teeth”.
Kate moved her weight onto her shoulder and obliged, tugging the waistband over his bulge with her shiny white teeth. Amazingly his cock wasn’t anywhere near as hard as mine but it was just as thick and fat as it flopped out and hit her nose.
Kate took a deep breath then launched forward eagerly gobbling this strangers stiffening brown dick. 

Kez turned to me and grinned as he dropped his shirt onto the carpet, as he stroked my cock-sucking wife’s hair.
“Roy, mate, get my phone for me. It’s in the back pocket.”

“Ray.” I quietly corrected him as I bent over to oblige the man with his dick stuck down my wife’s throat.
My throat was as dry as a desert as I handed him his camera-phone. As he moved her hair away from her cheeks to get a clearer picture I watched Kate slowly slide her hand over her shaved pubic area and begin flicking her clit.

The toilet flushed and Desi strode back into the bedroom bollock naked; sporting a huge black hard-on. His whole body, from ankles to shoulders, was covered in thick black hair, making him look like a brown bear.
“Fucking Hell mate; I told you she was fucking game. Didn’t I?! He gasped as Kate now had all of Kez’s stiffening 6 or 7 inches deep in her throat and was frantically rubbing her pussy.

“Nevermind doing that yourself pet; let me help!” Desi laughed as he took hold of her ankles and lifted them onto his shoulders while burying his face into her sopping cunt.

“Aren’t you going to…you know…wear something?” I timidly asked both men.
Kez grinned and shrugged his shoulders as he roughly played with her heaving tits.

Kate suddenly opened her eyes in astonishment as his tongue must have touched her engorged clitoris. The shock made her cough and Kez’s cock slid out leaving the purple tip pressed against her bottom lip. A few seconds later she regained her composure and quickly began sucking the big brown cock as eagerly as before.
It only took a minute or so but I could tell that both of them were now close to orgasm.

Kez took hold of her hair and began frantically fucking her mouth. As fast as he thrust Kate matched it with one of her own.
“Oh, uh, shit, I’m….fucking hell…uh, uh; shit…I’m gonna fucking flood your fucking mouth!” He grunted as his hips swayed backwards and forwards. Kate was now expertly breathing through her nose as his cock swelled ready to explode.
“UH, FUCK, SHIT!” Kez gasped as he tightly gripped Kate’s head.
With a mouth full of Asian cum, Kate mumbled, “Aaaggghh, Uuuuggghh” as her body convulsed with a shattering orgasm of her own.
My wife was trembling with delight as her head and shoulders flopped onto the pillow. Kez was still oozing cum onto the carpet as he picked his phone up and took a picture of my wife’s face which was now covered with strings of his milky white spunk.

My eyes turned to Desi who was resting on his knees at the bottom of the bed. Kate was slowly rotating her hips with her legs spread wide apart and the knees raised slightly while he slowly pumped his whole fist in and out of her shaved pussy.

“Hey cameraman,” he called to me, “Get a photo of this.” 
I meekly obliged getting as close as possible to my wife’s stretched hole with his phone and took a picture of the watch on his wrist touching her puffy lips.

“You look like you need some relief as well,” Desi said as he carefully pulled his sticky hand out of her hole; leaving it stretched and red raw.

“Get your kit off and you can get a blow-job while I fuck her.” 
“Are you sure?” I asked like a nervous schoolboy.
“Fucking Hell man, look at the tart. She’d fuck a pony if I brought it in now!”

I did as he told me and looked at my beautiful wife who was lying half asleep, only wearing black seamed stockings and a suspender belt, on a hotel bed with one stranger’s spunk in her mouth and running down her face while her most private of parts was stretched beyond belief from a fisting that another man that she had only met 3 hours previously had given her.

I nervously took my shirt off as Desi and Kez stood beside the bed taking alternate swigs from the champagne bottle, watching my wife roughly squeeze her tits as she fingered herself.

As I dropped my trousers I couldn’t help compare our cocks. Mine was as hard as a rock and about 5 inches long (average?), Kez’s was now hanging limp with the foreskin covering his knob, but it still looked as big as mine. Desi’s cock was jutting out and looked much longer and fatter than my meagre offering.

“Come on Kitty babe,” Desi shook her leg, “you don’t think that I’m finished with you yet do you?”

Kate’s eyes flickered open and she smiled and then sexily smeared her love juice onto her nipples.
“Good!” She slurred, “I’ve got my second wind now.” 

“Get out of the way,” Desi grunted as he pushed me to one side, “this needs warming up!” As he waved his big dick in front of my wife’s face.
I swear that she licked her lips as she rose to her knees and rubbed her 34c’s over his rapidly thickening meat. It was like watching lightening as his cock grew in the valley of her heaving mounds.
“Do you want the same as your friend?” Kate arrogantly grinned as she sexily wiped some spunk off her chin and licked it off her manicured fingernail.
“I’m not cumming in your mouth babe,” he hoarsely whispered, “I’m going to fill your married twat full of Delhi spunk! Are you on the pill?”

Kate naughtily put her head on one shoulder and coyly whispered, “I might be…then again…I might not!” 

Thank Christ I knew that she’d had a hysterectomy two years previously”

“Come on then babe; show me how good a cocksucker you are then!” He chuckled as he forced her head down until she was kissing the purple head.
“Ooh you fucker!” he gasped as she sucked the knob so hard it must have caused a vacuum!
Grinning she positioned herself on all fours and began licking the thick black veins that ran along his shaft then slowly and sensually she licked and sucked his hairy balls which were hanging like two pool balls between his legs.
I couldn’t stop stroking my own dick as I watched her giving this Asian stranger a blowjob that looked even better than the ones that she gave me at home. 

“Hey Ray!” Kez broke my concentration, “stick it in her other end! It’ll be a shame just to have a wank!”
I smiled and as I walked around the bed watching my beautiful wife ‘deep-throating’ his entire cock. I knew I wouldn’t last long but Kez was right; I might as well get a piece of the action too.
For all his bravado Desi looked in Seventh Heaven as told the mother of my children that ‘she sucked his dick better than a £50 whore’.