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Her tits felt great pushing into my chest, and the thought of fucking this very sexy older woman was hugely erotic. Suddenly I couldn't think of any scenario sexier than this one.
I grinned down at her. "Yeah, fuck them." I said, jokingly, and laughed.
"No," she said, a very dirty look appearing on her face, "Fuck me."
I returned the look and turned to lead her off towards the stairs. And I was hard long before I got there.
We reached the top of the stairs and walked past the first couple of rooms. Both were occupied, but not by anyone we knew.
That wasn't the case with the third room. That was where our erstwhile companions had decamped. As we looked in, it was Vanessa, rather than Victoria, who was the centre of attention for once. She was riding the shorter of the two guys from the bar. She had the other one's cock in her left hand, wanking him, and was leaning over to her right side, where she had Peter's cock in her mouth.
Victoria was stood, braced against the wall behind them, being fucked vigorously from behind by Luke.
None of them noticed us looking in at them. Fiona turned to me and smiled. "I hope he gets to fuck Victoria too. That'll make his night."
I smiled back and tugged at her hand. "Come on, we were going to forget about them." I said.
She laughed, moving away from the window. "Are you dying to have me are ya?"
"What do you think?" I said, and glanced down at the bulge in my towel.
She laughed again. "Well we better get that seen to then, hadn't we."
Our pace definitely increased as we walked down the corridor, but the next few rooms were occupied too. I knew there were some communal rooms downstairs and I was just starting to wonder if Fiona would go in one of those, when we got to the last room.
The door was open and the room was empty.
"Lock it for me please," she said. "I don't mind voyeurs, but I don't like strangers coming in to the room when I'm being fucked."
That was fine by me. I gave a little prayer of thanks that this room was unoccupied. It didn't sound as though Fiona would have played in a communal room.
She was already standing by the bed by the time I'd finished locking the door and had turned round. I walked over to her, and she held her arms out to receive me.
"Come here then," she said, reaching up to kiss me as I leaned over her.
We embraced and our lips met halfway. There was no hanging around with her. The first kiss was a full-on snog. She stuck her tongue into my mouth almost immediately, searching for mine, and I was happy to reciprocate.
We kissed like that for a couple of minutes, during which time she fumbled with my towel and undid it, causing it to drop to the floor. Instantly she had my cock in her hand, stroking it firmly and pulling my foreskin right back.
I loved that she was so keen, so forward, but her technique was a little too forceful for me. So I took hold of her hand and moved it off my cock gently, sinking to my knees in the same movement.
I was now level with her crotch and her satin teal panties. I pushed my face into them. Her scent was clearly discernable, even through the fabric, and I rubbed my face, my nose, against the gusset. She gave a little moan to indicate that I was in the right place.
Then I reached underneath her and rubbed her crotch firmly with my hand.
"Take it if you want it." She said.
So I inserted my fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her knees. She opened her legs as far as her panties would allow, but it was far enough.
Her pussy was smooth and very tidy. Her labia were very neat and didn't protrude at all. I licked around her vulva and over her closed, hidden lips. Then I placed my thumbs either side of her mound and pulled her labia apart. Her pussy unfurled before me, blossoming like a flower.
I didn't hesitate for a second and plunged my tongue straight into her slit. I reached down with it, as far underneath her as I could, then licked all the way up her slit, from her hole to her clit.
Fiona moaned again and steadied her stance. She placed her hands on my head, but only lightly, more to steady herself than to keep me in place.
I continued like that for several minutes, listening to her soft, continuous murmuring, "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!"
At one point I felt her right hand leave my head, I could sense she was doing something with it, could feel some movement above her waist. Then she placed her hand back on my head and the same thing happened with her left hand. And then both hands together.
It was only when she told me to stop licking her that I found out what she'd been doing. "OK, enough, stop!" she cried, her hand pushing my head away. "I need your cock in there now."
I rose to my feet and saw that she had pulled her breasts out of her corset and had been playing with them whilst I licked her pussy.
"Mmmmm... very nice," I said appreciatively, my eyes taking in her large areolae, with big nipples and pronounced tubercles around the circumference.
She gave a knowing smile. My reaction to her boobs was entirely what she expected. She turned around, to move towards the bed, but I caught her and pulled her back in to me. She laughed at my reluctance to let her go, knowing that it was her tits that I wanted.
I kissed her neck and reached around her to cup her breasts. They were full and soft and heavy. I gave them a gentle squeeze, and just like Lacey she placed her hands over mine and squeezed them tighter.
She chuckled. "I thought you might like them," she said. "Peter loves them."
"I bet he does. They're gorgeous." I massaged them and Fiona pushed her head back against me. She dropped her hands and fumbled behind herself with her right hand. She found what she was looking for and took my hard cock in her hand and began to stroke it again. But only for a few seconds.
"Fuck me now." She muttered, barely audible, and pushed herself forward, away from me, out of my clutches. She climbed onto the bottom of the bed on all fours, her panties still around her knees, her breasts resting on the bed beneath her.
I quickly grabbed one of the supplied condoms and put it on, not wanting to keep Fiona waiting. As I moved behind her and stepped up to her she reached behind herself and placed her hand flat over her arse.
"I don't do bum."
"That's OK," I said, "it's your pussy I want." And it was, but now that she'd said that, I was a little disappointed. And anal sex with an older woman was suddenly a high-placed new entry on my fucket list.
I felt between her legs, her cunt was nicely wet, and I slipped a finger into her first, for no reason other than I wanted to. Then I placed the head of my cock against the entrance to her vagina and slid it inside her.
"Oh god, yes." She lowered her head down onto the bed, squashing her breasts. I fucked her slowly, pushing my cock all the way in, savouring the sensation, then pulling it out, before pushing it all the way back in again.
She gave a little sigh of appreciation every time I re-entered her, and then a gasp as, on a random stroke, I pushed it in harder. I increased my tempo, remaining inside her constantly now.
I pumped away at her listening to her, trying to gauge what she was feeling, whether she might be about to cum. But I knew she might need a little more stimulation, so I leaned over her, holding myself up on my left arm, and reaching around her waist with my right hand, feeling my way down her abdomen and using my cock as a rough guide for where I needed to be
I found my cock at the place where it disappeared into her, and felt just in front of that for her clit. I found it and began to wank her off at the same time as I fucked her. She responded immediately, grabbing two fistfuls of the duvet, raising the volume of her cries. Five minutes of that and she was cumming hard.
As she peaked, she looked back at me and practically snarled with the intensity of her orgasm. But I knew she wasn't really warning me off. I knew she wanted more.
I waited until she'd finished, then I pulled out of her and climbed onto the bed, and lay down. She lifted her head from the bed and looked at me. I lifted my cock, holding it straight up, and she knew what I wanted her to do.
She got off the bed and finally slipped her panties all the way off. She stepped out of them and climbed back onto the bed and crawled forward towards me, a hungry look on her face. Crawling between my legs she then rose to a kneeling position and quickly straddled me.
She locked her eyes with mine and took hold of my cock, guiding it into her pussy as she lowered herself down, impaling herself on it.
Of course I wanted to play with her tits while I fucked her, so I beckoned her and she leaned forward over me as I lifted my head. I lifted her right boob and took it into my mouth. She loved that and asked me to suck harder, so I happily obliged her, whilst she ground her clit against me, rubbing herself up and down. As I fucked her, I just tried to keep time with her and to make my rhythm match hers.
I was lost in sex time and had no idea how long we stayed like that; her riding my cock; me sucking her tits and playing with them. But once I began telling her how beautiful they were, how much I loved sucking them, how good her pussy felt around my cock, how much I loved having my cock in her, how much I loved fucking her, her breathing noticeably changed, her moans became deeper and louder and then she was cumming again.
She straightened her back, and I brought my knees up for her to hold on to. But she couldn't hold like that for long and dropped forward onto my chest, gripping my shoulders tightly.
She lay like that for a little while, her breathing heavy, her tits squashed against me. I ran my hand through her hair and asked if she was OK.
She just nodded and mumbled "Yes" quietly.
I guessed that we didn't have much time left, and I hadn't cum once all night. It was definitely time to remedy that.
I rolled Ffiona off me, and we lay side by side and kissed, and I couldn't stop myself from playing with her boob as we did so. She didn't seem to mind. And then I asked her if she was OK to go again.
"How do you want me?" was her reply to that.
So I asked her to come to the edge of the bed, and to lie down, with her legs hanging over the edge. I stood up and picked her legs up by her ankles, then slid my hands down to her thighs and pulled her towards me, so that her pussy was now level with the edge of the bed.
Holding her legs up, I leaned over her and slid my cock back into her warm, wet and willing cunt.
This was about me now. I fucked her fast, I just wanted to cum. And she knew that.
"Go on then," she urged.
I looked at the sexy woman on the bed in front of me. I wondered what her family, her friends, her colleagues would say if that knew what she was letting me do to her. I thought of her husband, and how he would hear the details of how I'd fucked his wife.
And I knew he'd be as turned on as I was thinking about Sophie being fucked.
And I wondered if she'd been had in this position tonight.
That was all it took.
I came hard. A night's worth of fucking built up into one shattering orgasm.
"Oh fucking hell," I spluttered as I collapsed forward, trying to avoid squashing Fiona.
I had to stay there for a few moments before I could move. Once I could, I withdrew from her and flopped onto the bed beside her.
She turned to me and smiled. Then she said "We have an audience..."
I lifted my head to look at the window, and there was Peter, with a big smile on his face.
I got up and pulled the flapping condom off my cock as I walked to the door. I unlocked it and opened it to allow Peter in. I walked back over towards Fiona, who was sitting up by then.
"Hello love," she beamed at Peter. "Did you like the view?"
"I certainly did," he said, and placed his hand on my shoulder. "She's gorgeous isn't she," he said to me, and then added "thank you for that. I can tell she enjoyed it. Didn't you?" he looked at his wife.
"Oh yes, " she answered him, and then said "Oh! Hang on!" she moved along the bed towards me and took my softening cock in her hand and then in her mouth. She'd spotted a dollop of semen leaking out. "Just making sure you're clean to go back." she said, a filthy look on her face.
Peter laughed and clapped me on the back again. "Ha, ha, ha, what a little slut... I must be the luckiest man in the world."
"I tell you that all the time, love" Fiona rose from the bed and squeezed her tits back into her corset. Then she walked over to her husband, kissed him and took his hand.
And then she walked out with him. Both of them happy, horny and in love.
I watched them go and envied them. Could I ever have something as simple and wonderful as that...
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