By the time Emily met him at the crowded hotel bar near the bay, the sun was down, and the beautiful people were out. She spied Max sitting at the bar next to the only unoccupied seat at the counter. She met his eye and approached, hardly taking notice of the others in close proximity. When she arrived at her bar stool, she greeted him with a kiss and enthusiastically squeezed his package.
Max and Emily spent an hour at the bar, sipping their drinks and unwinding, before he finally asked for another update of her activity on the secret app. She told him all about her exchanges with men who were jealous of their sex life, and smiled about a few of the confessions she had sent off into the world.
He eagerly returned her smile as he looked over her shoulder at The Man across the bar, and inclined his head with a subtle look of recognition. The Man got up and took one of the seats that had been abandoned near the couple, as more people left for their Friday evening plans. Over the course of a few hours the three became acquainted and progressively more comfortable, the two men initiating conversation over the sports game playing on the TVs mounted around the lounge. The three refilled their drinks and became more and more engrossed in their "chance meeting," laughing and exchanging stories.
At one point, The Man gripped Emily's thigh as he laughed at one of Max's jokes. She immediately looked at her husband to gauge his reaction. She had sensed an electric charge of sexual tension and felt like maybe the attraction was mutual throughout the trio. Max looked at The Man's hand as it slipped under Emily's skirt, and then met her eye and smiled. She drained her drink as The Man briefly gripped her breast in his hand.
The next thing Emily knew, she was leaning lightly on her husband and smiling as he guided her through the hotel lobby to the elevator. As the shiny metal doors closed on them, he immediately pushed her against the back wall of the empty box. His hand roughly cupped her pussy and groped it through her silky panties. His mouth found her neck and he bit down on her skin as he moaned for her. She shut her eyes tightly and exhaled deeply as she moved her head to the side. The dark of her closed eyes exploded colored lights, effects of the drinks she had indulged herself back at the bar.
The elevator jerked to a stop and Max let go of her suddenly. He turned around and adjusted himself as the doors opened to the sound of an electronic bell. He grabbed Emily's hand, and pulled her quickly behind him; she trailed, trying to stay upright, tottering drunkenly on her high heels. By the time she closed the gap of their linked arms, he had slid a plastic card in and out of a lock and opened a door. Once again she was jerked forward, into a dark room, and thrown down onto a bed. He fell on top of her, roughly covering her mouth with his own. Behind him, back at the room's door, Emily heard the snap of a lock being set. Then the lights came up. And she suddenly came to the realization that they were not alone. She looked up at her husband and he returned it with a steady, calm gaze. He kissed her deeply and pinned her arms above her head.
Several feet back, The Man strode into view and sat down in a plush armchair in the corner of the room. He calmly watched them as he reached down and unzipped his own pants. Immediately, a huge erection pushed out of the fabric, swollen and red. He wrapped his hand around it and began to pump slowly, his eyes meeting Emily's, watching her being mounted by her husband.
Max groaned hungrily as he pulled his wife's dress down and bit at her nipples. She squealed in excitement at the sensation, and her panties became soaked at the thought of a man watching her and her husband make love. The Man pumped his growing cock and watched as Max stood up and peeled the dress off the woman sprawled on the bed. She was now naked before the two of them, and the lights glinted off the wet, hairless lips of her cunt. She looked at them both and delivered a hungry glower, her eyes daring them to fuck her. Her husband attempted to push her back down on the bed and she scratched him, smiling, wicked and horny. Challenging him.
Max grabbed her wrists before she could do anything else, and forcefully pushed her down to her knees on the floor. He clamped her wrists together in one hand, and with the other, unzipped and dropped his pants. His newly free erection popped out of his boxers and toward Emily's face. He roughly threw her hands down and demanded that she pull down his boxers. Obediently, Emily lifted her hands and gently hooked the elastic band with her fingers. She looked up and met his eye as she pulled them slowly down. Then, securing his swollen dick with her hands, she slid it deeply, entirely, into her throat.
Max watched as his tamed wife choked on his angry, red cock. She kept her eyes open, and directed up at him, as she slid it in and out of her hot, wet mouth. Her hands cupped his balls, pulling and squeezing them gently. And in the corner, The Man continued to watch the couple, his own hands sliding slowly over his fully erect penis. He rubbed and pumped himself for what seemed like hours, as she lapped at Max's dick and dabbed his pre-cum on her tongue and lips. The Man felt a jolt of excitement as Emily bent her neck and licked at her husband's balls. Gently, she enveloped them in her mouth, and sucking and tonguing them as her fingers slid back toward his ass. His cock slapped down on her face, sitting swollen and twitching on her cheek while she mouthed Max's balls and probed his tight asshole.
Max roared with passion as he gripped Emily's shoulders and sent her flying back across the bed. He placed one hand flat on her chest and smashed her down against the bed. His other hand moved toward her shaven pussy and pushed two fingers deep inside. He ripped the rest of his clothes off as he leaned down and sucked her clit into his mouth. Emily reached down and opened her outer vaginal lips to give her husband complete access to her wet hole. He continued to finger fuck her roughly while he nibbled on her pearly pink nub. She moaned and writhed as The Man stood up and moved closer, unable to help himself. He wanted the best view of the couple in front of him, as they brought one another to the peaks of ecstasy.
Emily felt the pressure in her pussy growing and growing, and she pushed with the waves of pleasure as they rolled out of her cunt. She could hear the tell tale wet slapping that Max's hand made as he fingered her closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly she could feel the slippery explosion of pressure as she sprayed her pussy juices across her man's face and the bed. Max pulled her toward him as he stood up, spun her around, and pushed her face down on the bed. He climbed up after her and continued to pressure her ahead of him, positioning her on her hands and knees, her face pointing toward the foot of the bed.
As Max began to push the head of his dick against Emily's soaking hole, The Man lined himself up with the woman's face. As Max bottomed out against his wife's cervix, she was pushed forward against The Man's bulging erection. Her lips brushed the head of his swollen cock and they pulled strings of pre-cum away with them when her husbands hips pulled her body away.
Again, Max pushed Emily forward, and she was riding his dick as it plunged inside her. Her face approached The Man's oozing cock head and her soft lips parted and sucked it inside. This time she held onto it and lapped at the head as she slid it deeper into her mouth. As her husband worked his meat into her slippery cum hole, Emily choked herself on the strange man's cock. She eased the muscles in her throat so she could swallow his entire length and reached forward to massage his balls. Behind her, Max had sped to a furious pounding and was demanding that she suck The Man's cock. "Take it, you dirty slut. Take that cock deep in your throat! Ugh! I'm going to fuck you so hard!"
In front of her, The Man was coming to the end of his ability to hold out. The vision of Emily getting fucked from behind, and himself buried to the hilt in her mouth, was too much for him to ignore. He could feel the load in his balls boiling and tingling, aching to empty. He reached forward and squeezed Emily's bouncing tits below, savoring the feeling of his hot sperm pushing out of the head of his dick in a stream of cum. He allowed a couple of spurts to go straight down her throat, but then he pulled his cock out of her mouth and jacked the rest of his load onto her face.
The pace of Max's fucking increased as he watched The Man unload his balls on his wife's waiting face. It was so hot watching her get covered in another man's burning cum. His own balls jerked and tightened as they began to squeeze their contents up and out of his length. Hurriedly he jerked his cock out of Emily's pussy and pushed it against her unrelenting rosebud. She yelped in surprise as he forced his fat head just inside the tight ring of her asshole and began to release jets of white spunk into her ass. He moaned, long as hard, as her marked her as his own, taking her in a way no one else could. When he finally removed his softening hard-on, her tight, pink asshole leaked streams of creamy fluid down the folds of her pussy. She collapsed on the bed, covered in cum, panting and whimpering, totally used.
The two men shook hands, and one dressed while the other turned on the water in the bathroom. Once The Man was fully clothed, he left without saying a word. And Max went to his wife, to guide her to the bath.
