We've been married for almost eleven years but my husband kept bugging me to bring another man into out bed, just once he said, "to prove that I love him." So after months of constant persuasion (nagging) and because I love to drive him crazy over sex WITH ME, I laid down several conditions before I posted a CL listing, including, 1) no faces in the picture, 2) since my tits are on the small side (not TOO small) it would be a back shot of just me with pillows under my hips, 3) we would ask for stories only as we didn't want weirdos sending shots of their dicks, 4) we both would approve and talk before we checked into any hotel, 5) he must ear a condom, 6) this was a one time thing at a NICE hotel far enough away from home.
He agreed so he took my picture of me on our bed, just my back, thighs and butt in the air. I gotta admit, I looked hotter than expected. The title of the listing in the Chicago NW section was, "What would you do with me?" And here's winning entry...
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I would meet your husband in the lobby of the Four Seasons on Delaware Place, while you were secured on white sheets in the required ass-up position with two pillows propping you at the perfect angle. You're wearing a new black camisole with just-slutty-enough black pumps. Your wrists are firmly tied with red silk neckties, one to each bed post. Sure, if you wanted to wiggle out, you probably could, but why the hell would you spoil this kind of fun?
He and I are enjoying our casual drinks downstairs. He's interviewing me to make sure I'm your type (rough yet playful, just aggressive enough to make you squirm). He knows you need some prelude, someone who is going to whisper in your ear what's gonna happen next.
Hubby finds me satisfactory and we take the elevator up to the 7th floor, room 714, and he lets me in first.
I look in and my jaw drops a little. The soft light form the desk lamp shows your highly-fuckable body waiting for us—more specifically, me! I turn to him and say, "shes' better looking than you described!"
I am immediately drawn to your form. He takes a seat because it's show time. I walk to the edge of the bed and kneel down and brush the hair away from your ear to whisper, "you are gorgeous and I'm gonna have my way with you. I am already hard and you'll soon feel it."
As I gently rub and touch your back with my fingertips, I continue: "I'm going to first take off my pants. Since you're blindfolded you'll only hear them hit the floor. Then, I will grab my cock with my hand and pump out a few drops of pre-cum onto your lips. I want you to lick and swallow."
"Then you'll open your mouth so I can insert just my head and you can suck me. I'll need soft sucks and hard sucks. You'll need to show me how horny and slutty you can be and prove that you need me to fuck you."
I pull off my pants and pump pre-cum on your lips. "Swallow it or I won't fuck you.
You eagerly take my fluid so I press my cockhead against your open lips. You take me in your mouth like a pro and start sucking and swirling your tongue. "Just like that, baby, just like that," I moan.
With my right hand, I reach to your sexy upturned ass to massage. It's obvious you've taken care of yourself because your ass in-person is ten times better than your Craigslist image. I tease you by running my hand along the back of your thighs while you suck me—hard. You can taste me: juicy and fresh, just how the beginnings of ejaculation should taste. You smell my fragrance, too: an incredibly clean and erotic smell of light perspiration. Not the gymnasium kind, but the kind that you've smelled before, like that guy in high school just before he took you for the first time.
As you suck and I play, I unbutton my shirt. Your partner is still in the chair, with a Cheshire smile and wide eyes. He too has been waiting for tonight and fully approves. You can't decide whether you are more turned on because I'm gonna fuck you or because your husband is excited. But you don't care, you just want the talking and foreplay to stop. You need a thorough fucking.
I remove my cock from your mouth. Though you loved my taste, you know that it's your turn. Time for me to use my tongue on you. I kneel again, this time at the foot of your bed, my head inches away from your upturned ass and glistening pussy. I put my hands on your hips and pull you closer to my mouth.
I give you a huge lick: from clit to asshole.
You moan, "oh my gawd!" and push your bottom closer to me. I lick you again, this time lingering at your pussy hole and slide in my tongue. My tongue is longer than you expected and you let out a yelp because it's so far inside you. You push back as far and as hard as you can, but the wrist ties constrict you and you can only go so far. I notice this and tease, "so you like this?"
Knowing that you have two men in the room who are excited by your erotic body and eagerness to have sex, you just start blurting in half-sentences, "lick me, lick me again!" You manage to wiggle your slim body closer and find my tongue again, this time on your anal ring. You push even harder and in goes my tongue. "Yes, lick my asshole," you yell. You no longer care what the neighbors can hear. In fact, you want them to hear so they too can fantasize about the hot brunette in 714.
