The Unexpected Pleasures of Cheating - Part 4

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"Can you hold the elevator?" a voice called out as the doors slowly closed.

Shawn stuck his hand through the opening and the doors lurched to a halt and opened up. A moment later, Russ stepped through with a smile on his face.

"Sarah," he said. "It's good to see you. And this is your husband, I assume?"

"Are you Russ?" Shawn asked as he extended his hand.

They shook hands as the elevator doors closed and then Russ stepped back and leaned against the far wall as his eyes wandered over Sarah's body. He stared shamelessly and Sarah wondered if Russ was enchanted by the sight of her body in the bikini and cover up she'd originally bought to wear for him, the man she was having an affair with.

"How was the beach?" Russ asked.

"It was excellent," Sarah replied as she looked at Shawn and smiled. They'd spent a good portion of their day fooling around and she fully expected he'd be inside her mere moments after stepping into the hotel room.

"And how about you, Shawn?" Russ asked as he continued to stare at Sarah. "Did you have a good day at the beach?"

Sarah wished Russ would stop staring, for it seemed like he was being a little too obvious about his desire for her and it seemed impossible that Shawn wouldn't notice. Russ hadn't even bothered looking at her husband while asking his question, which was downright rude.

"I did," Shawn replied. "The weather here is perfect and the water is warmer than I thought it would be." He paused for a moment and added, "Plus, I got to spend the day with the most beautiful woman at the beach."

"I suppose you did," Russ said as the elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open. "You're a lucky man, Shawn. Your wife is very beautiful, and judging by that bikini she's wearing, it seems like she's just as confident in her beauty as she should be."

Russ smiled at both of them, stepped out of the elevator, and headed down the hallway and towards his room. Shawn took Sarah's hand and she expected they'd exit the elevator too. Instead, he pulled her close and kissed her. His sudden burst of lust caught her off guard, but Sarah moaned at the pleasure of his need for her and parted her lips to match Shawn's desire for an open-mouthed kiss.

He grabbed her ass with one hand and one of her breasts with the other. She felt his cock press into her stomach and happily pushed him against the wall and began to grind her body against him, making her husband moan into her mouth while the elevator lurched to life and headed back towards the lobby. They kissed right up until the doors slid open and then Sarah turned around and leaned against her husband to ensure that the couple that got on didn't see his raging erection.

They rode the elevator back up to their floor and walked hand-in-hand down the hallway and into their room. Sarah untied Shawn's swimsuit and pushed it to the floor as they kissed. Her fingers encircled his cock and stroked him to a throbbing erection as their tongues entwined and they both moaned.

Shawn deftly untied her bikini top and pushed her bottoms down, leaving Sarah delightfully naked. He slipped two fingers into her pussy and she bit his lower lip and gently pulled back as he moved in and out of her eager flesh, stimulating her clit and sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

Once she'd released his lip from the playful grasp of her teeth, Shawn stepped back, took off his t-shirt, and took Sarah's hand. He led her across the room and towards the windows that overlooked San Diego. He smiled, then stepped behind Sarah and moved his hands over her naked body while kissing her neck. She pressed her ass against his stiff cock and thought of how he'd fucked her from behind the night he'd arrived. Sarah couldn't help but hope that he'd take her in that manner once more.

"You're soaked," he said softly as his fingers made their way into her pussy.

"I know," she replied. "I want you, Shawn."

He took her breast in his hand and rolled her nipple between his fingers. "Are you sure?" he asked.

Sarah closed her eyes and moaned as Shawn fingered her pussy aggressively. She felt some of her wetness running down her thigh and her knees nearly buckled from the intense pleasure. "Yes, I'm sure," she said. "Please, Shawn, I need you to fuck me."

"Are you sure it's not Russ you want?" he asked.

Sarah's eyes shot open and her body tensed up. Shawn's grip on her breast tightened and he continued to vigorously finger fuck her pussy.

"Because he wants you, Sarah," Shawn continued.

"I don't...Shawn...I don't..." she began before trailing off.

Shawn spun her around and Sarah leaned against the window as she studied her husband's face for the telltale signs of anger. She found none, though. Sarah couldn't be certain, but she thought she saw desire.

"I saw his eyes, Sarah," Shawn said as he stepped closer. His cock slipped between her legs and the head moved over her pussy lips. "Today wasn't the first time he's seen you in that bikini, is it?"

Sarah shook her head. "I told you I've worn it to the beach before."

Shawn reached up and caressed her face. His fingers moved over her neck and down her chest until they encircled her breast. He leaned in and kissed her neck while playing with her soft flesh in an utterly intoxicating manner. "You've worn it for him before, Sarah," he whispered. "I saw it in his eyes. I saw him reliving a memory, a memory of you in that bikini. You've worn it for him before, haven't you?"

"Ye...yes," Sarah admitted.

Shawn ran his fingers down her stomach and slipped three of them into her pussy. He stared into her eyes while penetrating her deeply and gently rubbing her clit with his thumb. "He's fucked you in that bikini, hasn't he?" he asked.

Sarah stared into her husband's eyes for a few seconds as he continued to build an intense desire between her legs and then she nodded. "Yes," she admitted. "I'm...I'm sor..."

He cut her off with a kiss. His mouth opened and she offered her tongue. He picked Sarah up with ease, held her against the window, and guided his cock into her hot, wet pussy. He filled her and she moaned into his mouth from the pure, overwhelming joy of it.

"Shawn, please, fuck me," Sarah said.

He gave Sarah what she craved. He fucked her against the window with his hands firmly on her ass. He bounced her up and down on his cock and she closed her eyes and felt the naughty pleasure of being fucked after admitting to cheating.

Then he stopped. He pulled her off his cock and set Sarah down. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing," Shawn replied with a smile. "I've decided I don't want to fuck you."

"Why not?" Sarah asked.

He moved away from the window and picked her bikini up. "I want you to put this on."

Sarah scampered to her husband and took the skimpy bikini from him. She hastily put it on and then reached for his cock as she intended on dropping to her knees and taking him in her mouth. Shawn stepped away, though, once again denying Sarah what she craved.

"You fucked him the day I got here, didn't you?" he asked.

"Yes," Sarah admitted.

"And he came inside you, didn't he?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, though she suddenly wondered if Shawn really was mad at her.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took Sarah's hand, and pulled her close. His fingers moved the bikini bottoms aside and he slipped three of them into her pussy, once again rubbing her clit with his thumb and washing away any worries that he was angry. "His cum was still inside you when I went down on you, wasn't it? I tasted him in your pussy, didn't I?"

"Yes, Shawn...you did...you tasted Russ in my pussy...you tasted his cum," Sarah said as an intense wave of pleasure washed over her body as she thought of her husband tasting her lover's cum. It was terrible of her to get so turned on, and yet she couldn't help it.

Shawn slid off the bed and onto his knees in front of Sarah. He kissed her pussy and sucked on her clit a little before asking, "You liked that I tasted him in your cunt, didn't you?"

Sarah moaned, put a hand on the back of his head, and nodded while pulling his lips to her pussy once more. "Shawn, baby, I loved it," she said before unleashing a wild moan. "It's so bad, but I loved it. I loved making you taste his cum. I did it this morning, too. I snuck out of the room, fucked Russ, and made you taste his load before you fucked me."

Shawn ate and fingered her pussy with wild abandon before leaning back and saying, "I know you did. I could taste him, and I loved it."

Sarah grabbed his head with both hands and pulled him between her legs once more as her thighs trembled as a kind of arousal she'd never experienced worked its way through her body.

"I want you to fuck him again," Shawn said with her juices covering his face. "Right now, Sarah. I want you to go to his room and fuck him again. I want him to cum inside you. I want you to bring your messy cunt back to me."

Sarah stepped back, pulled her bikini bottoms over her pussy, and asked, "Are you sure?"

Shawn nodded and Sarah smiled, blew him a kiss, and headed for the door. She rushed down the hallway, insistently knocked on Russ's door, and then rushed into his room when he opened it.

"Shawn's taking a shower," she said. "We don't have long." She wasn't going to share the fact that Shawn knew about her affair. Russ didn't need to know that.

"Really?" Russ asked as a smile spread across his face.

"Yes, really," Sarah replied. "Unless you're not interested in fucking me."

Russ responded by picking Sarah up and tossing her onto his bed. She pulled her bikini bottoms aside and plunged two fingers into her pussy as he hastily stripped, revealing a cock that was already half hard, presumably at the mere thought of fucking her.

"I'm so wet for you," she said. "I thought about you all day, Russ." That part was true. She'd thought about Shawn, too, but the sex with Russ had been so irresistibly good since the very first time that she couldn't help but think of him.

Russ crawled into the bed and between Sarah's legs. His lips found hers for an urgent, passionate kiss and she directed his cock deep into her pussy. Sarah groaned as he filled her and reached that wondrously deep place that only his cock had ever traveled. He kissed her neck with every inch of himself buried inside her and Sarah grabbed his ass, squeezed it tight, and urged her lover to fuck her with wild abandon.

"Fuck me, Russ. Please, fuck me. Fuck me hard!" she cried out.

Russ fucked Sarah's exceedingly wet pussy with the power and passion she craved. He bottomed out inside her over and over, sending pulses of pleasure throughout her body with every thrust. She closed her eyes and met his cock with a gentle upward push of her hips, taking him even deeper in her pussy and offering a blissful kind of pleasure that left her a little lightheaded as her fingers and toes began to tingle.

"Russ...fuck, your cock feels so good inside me," she said before kissing him and practically inhaling his tongue. Russ delivered harder thrusts and Sarah wrapped her legs around him. It felt as though their bodies had melded into one as she held him close while her orgasm approached like a freight train.

"Cum in my pussy!" Sarah cried out when she was seconds away from her climax. "Russ, please, cum in my pussy!"

Russ came a few seconds after Sarah's orgasm washed over her. She closed her eyes, arched her back, and screamed as her legs kicked open. She dug her fingernails into his ass and he kissed her neck right before burying his cock in her pussy and unloading. Shawn popped into Sarah's head at that moment. He'd sent her to Russ's room to take another man's cum in her pussy. He was back in her room thinking of the moment where Russ would empty himself inside her. He'd be so eager when she got back, a fact that deepened the pleasure of Sarah's orgasm and put a bright smile on her face.

"Thank you for that," Sarah said after he'd pulled out. "I really needed that, to be honest." She pulled the bikini bottoms over her pussy, gave him a quick kiss, and headed for the door.

"Anytime!" Russ called out.

Sarah left his room and rushed towards hers. She knocked on the door and it opened a moment later. Shawn was naked and his cock was stiff with a shiny drop of precum at the tip. Sarah stood there for a moment and admired her husband's desire before stepping into the room, taking his cock in her hand as the door shut behind her, and kissing his neck softly.

"Another man just fucked your wife," she whispered. "He threw me in his bed, put his big cock in my cunt, and fucked me until I was screaming his name in pleasure and begging him to cum inside me."

Shawn moaned and she felt his body tremble and his cock throb in her hand.

"That's what you wanted, right?" she asked. "You wanted me to fuck the man that's tended to my satisfaction while I'm here in San Diego? You wanted me to fuck the man I've been cheating on you with?"

"Oh...fuck," Shawn said.

Sarah teased the tip of his cock as she stepped back. Shawn's eyes roamed over her body for a few moments before he reached out and pressed his fingers against her pussy. He smiled - she hoped he could feel the wetness of Russ's cum leaking out of her - and then he stepped closer and kissed her with a rare kind of vigor. It felt as though he was taking possession of her with his lips and tongue and Sarah was more than happy to welcome that level of aggression.

"My cunt is dripping with his cum," Sarah said as Shawn continued to rub her through her bikini bottoms. "Do you want it, Shawn? Do you want to put your tongue inside me? Do you want to taste him? Do you want to eat him out of my sloppy, wet cunt?"

Shawn took both of her breasts in his hands and squeezed them tight as their eyes met. Sarah moaned at his touch - and the strength behind it - and leaned in to kiss her husband. Her hands moved up his back and into his hair and she took a tight grip and pushed down hard, matching his strength with her own. Shawn probably could have resisted, but he chose not to. He fell to his knees and Sarah backed up until she was standing against the wall. Shawn crawled towards her and she smiled at him and reached down to slip her fingers into her bikini bottoms.

"Do you want to see my cunt?" she asked. "Do you want to see the pussy I just gave to another man?"

Shawn chose not to give an answer. Instead, he smiled and reached up to pull her bikini bottoms aside. Sarah grabbed a strong handful of his hair and pulled his mouth to her pussy. Their eyes met as he slipped his tongue inside her and they both moaned as he ate Russ's cum out of her.

"Fuck...Shawn...that feels so good," Sarah said as she tightened her grip on his hair. He looked up at her with lust in his eyes and buried his tongue deeper inside her, unleashing a moan that vibrated her clit and nearly made her double over from the intensity of the pleasure. "Eat his fucking cum, baby. Oh my God, eat his fucking cum out of me."

Shawn devoured her pussy until Sarah felt like she was on the verge of another orgasm, but he stopped just short of making her cum. Instead, he stood up, picked her up with ease, and impaled her pussy on his remarkably stiff cock. They kissed - and shared the taste of Russ's cum - as Shawn walked her back to the window.

"You like fucking me up against this window, don't you?" she asked.

He smiled and nodded. "I like the idea of someone seeing your naked ass pressed up against the glass as I fuck your sloppy cunt."

They kissed as Shawn fucked her up against the glass, pumping his cock in and out of her pussy with a kind of aggression and power he'd rarely displayed. Sarah kept arms and legs wrapped tightly around him as they had sex. Her body hummed with pleasure from head to toe, though it was between her legs that she felt the truest sense of bliss as she once again neared an orgasm that promised to leave her tingling.

"Do you like that you're going to be the second man to cum inside me today?" Sarah asked. "Do you like that I gave my pussy to Russ twice today and you've only had it once?"

Shawn answered by pressing her a little tighter against the window and fucking her with intense vigor. He hammered her pussy and the sounds of sloppy sex mingled with their moans and it all filled the hotel room. Sarah couldn't help but hope that someone on the ground was watching, for she loved the idea of her intensely pleasurable coupling with her husband being admired by a stranger.

"Sarah, fuck, I'm close," Shawn announced.

"Cum inside me!" she cried out. "Shawn, cum in my pussy!"

There was something so hot about repeating what she'd said to Russ to her husband, and about Shawn knowing full well that Russ had spilled his seed inside her no more than fifteen minutes ago. It seemed to arouse Shawn, too, as he summoned even more strength to deliver a handful of particularly aggressive thrusts before cumming inside Sarah.

She ground her clit into his pelvis as he climaxed and made sure her pussy was nice and tight, bringing about an orgasm of her own. It was potent enough that Sarah unleashed a wild scream as she closed her eyes and savored every little sensation she felt, from the cool glass against her back to her husband's hands on her ass to his cock buried deep inside her as he climaxed.

With his cock still inside her, Shawn carried Sarah to the bed and set her down. He pulled out, rolled onto his back, and let out a joyful laugh as she rolled over and cuddled with him.

"That was really good sex, right?" she asked.

"Oh yes, absolutely," Shawn answered with another laugh. "That was damn good sex."

"I'm glad you're not leaving until Monday," she said. "That means we've got another day to have fun."

Shawn smiled and kissed her softly. "I can't wait."

Sarah couldn't either.