Hotel Magic

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Wife & father-in-law succumb to hotel's magic.
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amandaslo
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I had gotten married and like my husband I went to work for his father at his small agricultural equipment firm. It wasn't a difficult job. Te pay wasn't great but our combined salaries gave us a lot more money had I not become a secretary. One January my father in law had a great business deal on the other side of the country and I had to accompany him. The deal went well and we were both happy that the company was about to secure a big order.

However the weather was becoming worse and we wondered if our flight would leave. It did take off but within an hour we were diverted to a middle of nowhere small town that I had never even heard of. Being part of such a small company we were flying coach and the airline had no responsibility to find us anywhere to stay even though we would have to spend at least one night there. My father in law, Bob, was very careful with his money too so didn't want to spend big money, as he put it, on a Holiday Inn or similar type of hotel.

He excused his miserliness by saying that they were probably all booked up. So we hailed a cab outside and asked to be taken to a small, cheap hotel or motel. The driver confirmed our fears that almost everywhere would be full due to the number of diverted and cancelled flights but he did know of one place that might have vacancies. As we drew up to the hotel there was no question that it was cheap. Across the road was a truck stop, where even though it was freezing, hookers were plying their trade.

The hotel itself was called 'Hotel Magic' and was displayed in huge red neon letters. Beneath the name, in red neon letters too was the sentence 'where dreams become reality'. I thought that either the hotel had been built in more optimistic days or someone had a sense of humour, as it was a dive that didn't look as if it had ever seen better days. As we got out of the cab a woman was being taken inside by two men. By her thigh high boots and short skirt she had to be a prostitute.

We waited as the three of them check in and I noticed how big her breasts were and how heavily made up she was. When we came to check in the clerk told us that there was just one room left and it had one bed. It wasn't as if we had a choice in the matter. The night was cold and this was the only hotel in town with any rooms at all. I had never been inside a room like it before. The light didn't work, but since the window had a huge red neon letter outside we hardly needed one but it gave the room the air of being as sleazy as the hotel was.

There was a smell in the room of sweat and stale sperm that not even my profuse spraying of perfume could get rid of. There were also several used condoms that proved just what the room had been used for. If that were no enough proof then the sounds coming through the paper-thin wall cast all doubt aside. As we undressed in that red lighted room the woman we had seen earlier was giving those two men their moneys worth and we could clearly hear what they were saying and doing next door. I got down to my silk camisole and panties and climbed into bed as I heard the woman moaning loudly. Then my father in law, dressed only in his boxers climbed into bed.

"Fuck her, fuck her pussy man. You know she wants get fucked real hard" said the man next door. "Oh yeah, fuck my cunt. Give me your cock." We heard everything as we lay there. I lay on my side, away from the man next to me and tried my best to fall asleep. It was impossible as we listened to them humping so loudly. I pictured her on her knees with one guy fucking her from behind, her heavy breasts swinging as she sucked on the other man's cock.

I felt Bob come up behind me, his erection pressing my back through his boxers. "Fuck her. She wants to get fucked." I tried to put those dirty thoughts out of my mind but they were there to stay. Bob's hand swept up my thigh and across to my belly. His mouth sought out my neck as his hand slipped under the camisole to cup my breast. I murmured 'no' but she cried out "Yes, fuck me. I want your cock." Bob licked my ear and gently twisted my now erect nipple.

'No' I said again but I heard "Yes" next door and in my mind. As he nibbled my earlobe I lightly moaned and felt his hand drift down my stomach toward my panties. As his hand went inside them his fingers sought out my pussy. As a finger slipped between my sopping wet pussy lips my cunt opened up like a flower and I heard her cry out "I'm so fucking wet, fuck me, fuck my cunt." I turned over, I needed to fuck, it was all too much for me. Our mouths met and our tongues wrestled as we ravenously kissed.

"Yeah man, treat her like a slut." He tore my panties down as I pulled his boxers down. I felt his cock spring free, the wet tip slapping against my belly. He pulled me onto him as his rough hands grasped my ass cheeks, moving me up his body until his hard dick was between my thighs and my dripping pussy was hugging it. "Fuck her, fuck that slut." I sat upright and eased his cock into my pussy. We both gasped out loud as the sounds of those people fucking next door filled the air. I slipped my camisole over my head as his hands kneaded and squeezed my tits.

I rocked back and forth on him, riding my father in law's cock. He pinched my nipples and thrust upwards to meet my hips every time I impaled myself. I was turned on like never before. There I was in a room that was used by whores and their clients. It was lit red like the fucking room it was and I could smell the sweat and stale sperm of hundreds of men that came there to fuck sluts. I was now one of them, riding my father in law's cock like a slut, urging myself onward toward orgasm.

Then, without any thought for my desires he pushed me off him. He got behind me and lifted my hips toward him. Bob slipped his cock into my gaping gash. But he didn't just want to fuck me like a dog. After a few strokes he slipped out and I felt his spit on my asshole. Then his tip nuzzled my asshole. "God yes. Fuck my ass Bob, fuck me like a whore." He obliged and his cock began to slide inside me. "You are so fucking tight."

His meat went in up to his balls. "My son ever fuck you like this before." I murmured that he hadn't, my face buried in the pillow as he began to fuck my ass in earnest. As his cock banged away deep inside my ass his hips slapped against my butt cheeks and his balls got wet as they hit my sloppy cunt. He could tell I was getting close to cum and he slapped my ass as he fucked. "Cum for me, cum like a whore." As I cried out in orgasm he pulled my hair and caused me to arch my back.

Once I had been satisfied he slipped out of me and pushed me onto my back. I then saw his hard wet cock in front of me. I grabbed his meat and stroked him quickly, urging him to cum over my face. Hot sticky jets of thick sperm shot out and spattered my face. My open mouth caught much of it and I swallowed his salty cum. The majority of it streaked my face and hair. I sucked the last droplets from him and squeezed his cock to get all I could eat from my father in law.

We lay together afterwards and I realised that for most of the time we were fucking the sounds from next door had stopped. They must have heard us fucking and when I glanced at my watch on the nightstand I saw that we must have been screwing for an hour at least. We finally passed out and when I finally awoke it was light outside. My hair was matted with his dry cum and the smell of the sex that had taken place was strong. I was turned on by what we had done and when I saw his hard cock as he slept I became more aroused.

I used to be annoyed by my husband's morning erection. Our lovemaking was rare and perfunctory. Now there I was in a cheap motel laying next to my father in law and reaching for his dirty cock. My tongue went to his salty balls and I stroked him harder. I began to suck on him and tasted his stale sperm and caught the feint taste of my own pussy and ass. He stirred and I felt his hand on my head, stroking my hair. He murmured "Suck me baby, suck my dick."

I'd always been a good girl and had never given a guy a blowjob before. Whenever I had sucked cock before it was always before sex and before he had spoken I had thought we would be having another fuck. But I wanted to see if I could be as much of a slut as to just suck a guy off. I stroked him and sucked on him lovingly, wanting him to enjoy a blowjob that not even the whore next door could better. He moaned and his hips rose and fell fucking my mouth as I tickled his balls and stroked him.

When he came he flooded my mouth with his sperm. I drank it down greedily with very little escaping the corner of my mouth. I ate that too and then he just got up and showered. When I had done the same and we both dressed we said very little but both knew things had changed. I was going to be his Mistress from now on. As our cab left for the airport I looked at the hotel for the last time. I had for so long dreamt that sex could be fulfilling and something to look forward to. Now I was looking forward to a life where I got fucked regularly and enjoyed orgasm after orgasm.

It was all thank to the Hotel Magic, where dreams become reality.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Poop

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
Fantasy?

Not To Bad, I wouldnt mind to be the Father who fucked the daughter in law...

ChikatoChikatoover 19 years ago
Moral Morons or Party Pooppers?

Do these morons understood fiction? I love and enjoy the cheating wives stories, whimp husbands or not. However in 30 years of marriage, I never let my wife even dance with anybody else and never cheated on her.

don87654don87654over 19 years ago
Good basis for more....

Why cut it off so early? Why not continue it, for after the trip was over?

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
It's a shame...

that 'wolfarmy' couldn't enjoy this story without ripping those who apparently didn't. Since I include myself within that number, I am curious how he reconciles my being 'illiterate' while still being able to read this story, and, for that matter, his comments. Perhaps he meant to refer to the 'intelligent' who actually require a semblance of credibility to enjoy one of these stories. It must be nice for him to require so little imagination to be stimulated.

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