The Unexpected Pleasures of Cheating - Part 1

Sarah was a moment away from stepping into the steaming hot shower when someone knocked on the door. She felt a mild wave of frustration wash over her - she'd put up the Do Not Disturb sign so housekeeping shouldn't have been bothering her - and stepped out of the bathroom to gently wave them off. A quick look through the peephole showed it wasn't housekeeping, though.

"Russ, now's not a good time," Sarah said as she opened the door a crack.

"Are you naked?" he asked.

"I'm about to get in the shower," she replied. "So now's not a good time."

Sarah moved to shut the door and Russ stuck out his foot and stopped her. "Sarah, please, I want you."

"Russ, my husband will be here in a few hours," Sarah said as she tried her best to fight off her body's desire for the man she'd been sleeping with for the past two weeks. "I haven't seen him in a month. This is the only weekend I'm going to see him for the entirety of our two month assignment in San Diego. I told you he was coming. Why would you come to my room today?"

"Because, I want you, Sarah," Russ said as he leaned against the door. "I know I shouldn't be here. I know your husband is visiting, but I want you. I woke up thinking about you. I was thinking about you all day during those interminable meetings. I was thinking about you as I stared at your legs on the ride home. I was thinking about you as we rode the elevator up to our floor. I told myself not to bug you, not to try and do anything until after your husband left, but I want you desperately, Sarah."

Sarah had never cheated on her husband. Not once in more than ten years of marriage. Then her company had selected her and Russ to go to San Diego to help open a new branch. They'd been tasked with staffing up and she spent most of her days interviewing potential employees. She wouldn't have taken the job, but the bonus they offered for just two months worth of work was more than her annual salary, so she couldn't turn it down. Her attraction to Russ - who'd she never met before because he worked in an entirely different office - was instant, but Sarah managed to resist it for two weeks before crumbling one night after a few drinks. Since then they'd had sex every day, sometimes two or three times a day, and it had been the best sex of her life, which is why she kept going back to him.

Now, though, her husband was on his way. His flight was due to land in an hour. He'd be at the hotel an hour after that and Sarah had every intention of welcoming him into her room and into her arms for what she expected would be a night of the kind of sex a married couple has when they haven't seen each other for a month.

Russ pushed gently against the door and said, "Sarah, you can tell me to go away, but I think you want me too. I don't think you want me to leave."

Sarah surrendered to her desire and stepped back. Russ pushed the door all the way open and stepped into the room. He stared at her naked body for a few moments and then stepped closer and took her in his arms. They shared a heated kiss before he picked her up and set her in the bed that they'd already fucked in countless times.

"I want you," Sarah said, fully surrendering to her desperation for the man she'd had so many times in the past two weeks.

Russ kissed her neck and chest. He took one of her nipples in his mouth and her breast in his hand. He swirled his tongue around her now-erect flesh and she ran her hands down his back and moaned. He kissed his way down her stomach and pushed his tongue into her pussy, soaking up her wetness and running his fingers up and down her smooth thighs before reaching up to caress her breasts as he licked her clit, eliciting a series of loud, lusty moans as Sarah reached down to take his head in her hands and spread her legs, completely offering herself to him.

When his tongue had enflamed her desire to the point of desperation Russ stood and stripped. He took a little too long with his shirt for Sarah's liking and she sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed to help him out of his pants. Her body tingled with desire for his cock and the moment his underwear hit the floor Sarah leaned forward and took him in her mouth. She stroked the long, thick shaft and sucked on the head while Russ moaned as he took off his undershirt and tossed it aside.

Sarah felt like a woman possessed as she gave her lover a blowjob. She wasn't the kind of woman that enjoyed giving head, and yet she'd discovered a newfound appreciation for it with Russ. With him, it turned her on, leaving her pussy even wetter for the penetration that always followed her oral ministrations.

"I have to fuck you, Sarah," Russ said after a few minutes of work from her mouth.

She looked up at him and smiled as her fingers moved over the head of his cock. She'd stopped thinking about her husband. Every bit of her energy was focused on meeting her body's overwhelming need for Russ, for the man that had provided her with so many orgasms over the past few weeks, for the man that had turned a fairly boring work trip into an enlightening, enthralling sexual experience that promised to go on for another month.

Sarah slid back into the bed and spread her legs. Russ crawled between them and lowered his firm, muscular body on top of hers. His cock pressed between her pussy lips and Sarah moaned as he slid inside her. They kissed as Russ filled her slowly - she still needed a little time to get used to his thickness - and then she wrapped her legs around him and their tongues mingled as he began to fuck her.

The sex was as good as it had been since that first time. It felt as if their bodies were made for each other, like they were two puzzle pieces that fit together flawlessly. Every thrust was a moment of bliss. Every kiss pulled her a little deeper into her passion for the man inside her and a little closer to the loud, body-shaking orgasm she would unquestionably have before long.

"I love how you fuck me," Sarah said as Russ kissed her neck while she ran her fingers through his hair and down his back. "Russ, you feel so good inside me!"

Sarah couldn't hold off. She came hard on the cock buried deep inside her. Her toes curled and her body trembled with pleasure as Russ slowed his thrusts and held his stiff shaft deep in her pussy while showering her neck and face with soft, sensual kisses.

"You're a bad man," she said playfully. "But I'll be damned if you don't make me cum harder than I have in a long, long time."

Russ smiled and slowly pulled out before sitting back on his knees. Sarah sat up on her elbows and looked at his cock, which was glistening with her juices. He hadn't yet cum, though, and she couldn't live with that.

"On your back," Sarah said.

Russ rolled onto his back next to her and she straddled him, positioned her pussy over his cock, and took him inside her. She watched the pleasure wash over his face as she tightened the walls of her pussy around his shaft and slowly rode him up and down.

"Sarah...fuck, that feels amazing," he said.

Sarah leaned down and kissed his neck as she continued to ride Russ slowly. She was consumed with a desire to make him feel good, to offer him the same kind of pleasure he offered her. The fact that he felt so good inside her was just a nice bonus to fucking him in a manner he found deeply satisfying.

Sarah could have made him cum quicker, but she drew it out. She took her time milking his cock with her pussy. She found it deeply satisfying to do so, for it gave her the opportunity to approach her second orgasm, and she couldn't help but be greedy when it came to enjoying the pleasure that Russ could provide her.

"Cum inside me," Sarah said as they both neared their climaxes. She knew it was foolish - her husband was going to be there soon - but she couldn't help it. She wanted Russ to cum inside her. He'd been doing so since their very first time together, and since she was on birth control there was no risk to it. There was just pure pleasure.

"Fuck, I'm close," Russ announced.

He grabbed her ass and Sarah rode him harder and faster. Her clit slammed into his pelvis each time, causing explosions of pleasure that made her toes curl. She put her hands on his chest and sat up as she was on the verge of cumming. She watched Russ's face, and when he reached the point of no return she unleashed her climax, cumming right as he did.

As the joy of a climax ripped through her body, Sarah slowly lowered herself until her lips met Russ's. She kissed him while his cock continued to pulse in her pussy and then she rested her head in the crook of his neck and smiled. She decided in that moment that she'd greet her husband with a freshly-showered look. He liked that look anyway, and she liked that it suggested she was ready and eager for him to fuck her, because that's absolutely what he was going to want to do the moment he walked into the hotel room. The benefit was that Sarah could spend a little more time with Russ inside her before she had to get ready, and in the moment that's all she wanted.

For the second time that day, there was a knock on Sarah's door. This time she knew who it was, though. Her husband, Shawn, had texted that he was on his way up to the room. Sarah hopped off the bed, stopped in front of the floor length mirror to make sure she looked good - her hair was still damp and a little bit curly after the shower, she'd done a little makeup to look good, and she'd put on a black satin robe with lace trim and wore nothing underneath - and then headed for the door and pulled it open.

"Hey, baby," Sarah said as she struck a seductive pose and watched Shawn's face. She got the reaction she was looking for as his eyes literally scanned her body from head to toe while his jaw literally dropped.

"Sarah...wow," he said. "You look...you look radiant."

Sarah smiled and stepped aside as Shawn wheeled his suitcase into the room and set it against the wall. "How was your flight?" she asked.

Shawn turned and stared at her again. He stepped closer and reached out to run his fingers over the impossibly soft satin of her robe. Then he gently tugged on the loosely-tied strip that kept it closed. It came untied and her robe fell open, revealing her naked body underneath. Shawn's fingers moved inside the robe and over Sarah's stomach as she leaned against the wall and arched her back, helping the robe fall open just a little more and revealing her pussy in full.

Shawn stepped closer and his hand moved to her ass. He took a firm grip and leaned in to kiss her with a level of intensity and desire that caught her off guard. His hand moved up her torso and he took one of her breasts in his fingers and worked her flesh with skill, eliciting yet another moan when he gently rolled her nipple between his fingers.

Sarah found herself awash in a surprising level of desire and parted her lips. Her husband's tongue slipped into her mouth and she moaned for him before reaching out and stroking his cock - which was exceptionally stiff - through his pants.

Shawn kissed her neck and opened her robe a little further before kissing his way down her chest. He took one of her nipples in his mouth and Sarah closed her eyes, moaned, and put a hand on the back of his head as his tongue did truly wondrous things to her nipple, sending waves of pleasure between her legs and sending her arousal to even greater heights.

He released her nipple from the grasp of his lips and then kissed his way down her body. It wasn't until he'd fallen to his knees that Sarah realized what her husband was about to do. "Wait, Shawn," she said.

He didn't listen. He didn't stop his descent towards her pussy, the pussy that Russ had filled with his cum an hour ago. Instead, Shawn put his tongue inside her as Sarah leaned against the wall.

"Oh my god," Sarah said as an entirely unexpected, massively potent kind of arousal rushed through her body while her husband busily tongue fucked the pussy another man had ejaculated inside of. "Shawn...that feels...fuck, that feels so good."

Shawn's eyes met her gaze as he reached up to play with her breasts while he feverishly tended to her pussy with his tongue. Sarah didn't understand why she was so turned on by his oral attention, but she could feel it head to toe, like an unfamiliar kind of energy had overtaken her body and sent her to a place of complete and utter bliss.

Sarah lifted her foot and placed it on Shawn's back, giving him greater access to her pussy. He took it, crawling a little closer and pushing his tongue even deeper inside her. All Sarah could think about was that his tongue was precisely where Russ's cock and cum had been an hour ago and she couldn't help but put a hand on her husband's head and moan as she wondered if he could taste the last remnants of Russ's seed or if it had all leaked out of her.

As her toes started to tingle from the intense pleasure and arousal Shawn stood up and took his pants off, freeing his rigidly erect cock. They kissed as he stepped closer and Sarah took him in her hand. She lifted her leg once more and Shawn held it up as she rubbed the head of his cock over her pussy lips. She'd never fucked anyone standing up like that, but Shawn's cock was aligned just right and he slipped inside her.

"Fuck," she said. "Oh, fuck, Shawn, that feels so good." It did, too. Sarah was so turned on from the way he'd licked her pussy that his cock felt spectacularly good inside her.

Shawn fucked her slowly as they kissed. He held her leg in one hand and had a tight grasp of her ass with the other while Sarah eagerly sucked on her husband's tongue as his cock moved in and out of her slick pussy. The sex felt wild and passionate, which was so much more than she'd been expecting. It felt better than any sex she'd had with Shawn in years, a fact that filled her with joy as arousal continued to rip through her loins.

To Sarah's complete and utter surprise, Shawn pulled out, spun her around, and slipped into her pussy from behind. He grabbed her hips and pulled back while thrusting slowly into her pussy. He kissed her neck and shoulder and she turned her head until his lips found hers. She moaned into her husband's mouth while his cock filled the pussy another man had spent the past two weeks fucking, and for some reason Shawn's cock felt better than it ever had.

As he got closer to cumming, Shawn's thrusts sped up while he reached between Sarah's legs and found her clit. He rubbed it expertly and pressed his body against hers while fucking her. Their tongues mingled and she moaned into Shawn's mouth as it became perfectly clear she was about to have an intense orgasm.

"Cum inside me," Sarah said. "Shawn, please, cum inside me." For reasons she didn't entirely understand, Sarah felt a kind of desperation to receive Shawn's cum. Thankfully, he delivered. He came inside her right as she climaxed. Her legs trembled so hard he had to wrap his arms around her to hold her up, all while they moaned together at experiencing a thrilling - and in her case, unexpectedly so - mutual climax.

"Wow," was all Sarah could say as Shawn pulled out. His cum leaked out of her pussy and onto the carpet, but she didn't give a damn. She turned around, stepped into his arms, and kissed him passionately. "That was...I mean, that was..."

"It was great," Shawn said with a smile.

Sarah kissed him again, sucked on his tongue a little, and said, "Yes, it was great. And I'm so glad you're here."

"Me too," Shawn replied. "I'm starving, too. Can I take you out to dinner?"

Sarah smiled. "Absolutely. Let me get dressed."

There was a part of Sarah that had been dreading her husband's visit, mostly because she figured she'd feel an overpowering sense of guilt for having cheated on him. She hadn’t been sure how she was going to get through the weekend with that guilt weighing on her, but as she got dressed she was surprised to find she didn't feel even a shred of guilt, or that whatever she felt had been pushed far back in her mind.

Instead, Sarah felt like she wanted to feel that kind of pleasure again, in particular the kind she felt when Shawn was on his knees eating her pussy without knowing that someone else had fucked her. She knew that was a strange, potentially fucked up thing to want, but she was still buzzing from the intense pleasure of her orgasm and she wanted more, so she was going to pursue it, even if that meant taking some insane risks with Russ over the course of the weekend. The pleasure was worth the risk.