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The Pick Up

"Just a short story about a role playing pickup that went wrong...or did it?"

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My wife Tracey and I rented a hotel room at the local Holiday Inn. The plan? To leave our rings at home, go to the local bar, and then I try to pick her up, take her back to the room, and have a one-night stand. Don’t get me wrong. I love my wife. I think she’s hottest woman I’ve ever met. Sometimes you need a little something to change things up every so often. It’s probably why we’ve managed to stay together for long and keep our sex life thriving.

After getting into the room, Tracey hopped into the shower. I tried join her but got shot down. Her line of thinking was that if I managed to bring her back to the room, I could have a shower with her. She came out of the bathroom wearing nothing but the towel. The only thing the towel didn’t cover were those gorgeous legs of hers. The thought of running my tongue up those creamy thighs and licking her pussy made me hard. Tracey looked at me and giggled and told me to get into the shower.

Tracey was already dressed and ready to go. She looked like a million bucks. She was wearing this yellow strapless dress that barely kept her breasts covered. And if it was any shorter, you’d be able to see her little slice of heaven. Her knee high high-heeled boots were a nice touch. She slowly walked over to me, grabbed my hand, and put it up under her dress. She was wearing no panties. I immediately sprung to attention. All she said to me was “a little added inspiration”. I just about blew my load right there. Tracey turned around and slowly walked to the door. She turned and looked at my hard cock and then at my face and gave me a little smile and a wink before she walked out the door.

As was planned, I got to the hotel bar 15 minutes later. I spotted her sitting at a table alone, sipping on some sort of cocktail. I sat at the bar, ordered a beer, and quickly planned my next move. I was finally ready. I got up from the stool, turned around, and saw some guy talking to my wife and then sit down at her table. I decided to sit back down. I was a bit pissed at this sudden turn of events but intrigued as well. I’m sure Tracey was only doing this to add to the whole fantasy. He looked a bit younger than us, average build. He wore a cheap suit. Obviously in town on business looking for some fun. His hair was blond and nicely cut.

I watched them talk and laugh for the next 30 minutes. Watched as she threw back her hair and put her hand on his and smile. He then got up and headed towards the bathroom. Tracey looked at me with a smile. I stayed sitting and watching. The man came back, ordered them both a drink and they began talking again. This time he would place his hand behind her neck, gently caressing it. She would place her fingers on his knee. Part of me wanted to go over there and punch this guy, but another part of me was getting really turned on. She said something to him and smiled. He gently grabbed her hand, pulled her in close, and whispered something in her ear. Whatever it was got her excited. She bit her lip, and I could see her rubbing her legs together to hide the fact that she was wet. She got up and went to the bathroom. Then I got a text…

Tracey: He wants to take me back to his room.

Me: Ok. Did you tell him “No”?

Tracey: No. I didn’t say “Yes” either.

Tracey and I had talked about a threesome, but that was just talk in the bedroom to get us more excited during sex. I could tell Tracey wanted to do this. I did too.

Me: Are you interested in taking him back to our room?

She sent me a picture of her fingering her wet pussy. I took that as a yes.

Me: Make sure he understands that we play together or not at all.

Tracey: Oh I will.

And then she texted me another picture of her sucking on those same two fingers she used to finger her pussy. I was so fucking hard right now.

Tracey came out of the bathroom and sat back down at the table. They talked a little bit more. He caressed her neck. Tracey put her hand on his other hand. She leaned in and began to whisper in his ear as she looked at me. She took his hand and directed it up her thigh. I could see the motion of his hand as he fingered my wife. She bit her lip again and continued to whisper in his ear. His head nodded and she smiled at me.

We had some brief introductions on our way to the elevator. Jacob was his name, but I really didn’t care, and neither did Tracey. We knew that we would never see him again. We laughed in the elevator, talked on our way down the hallway, and an awkward silence came over everyone as soon as we entered our room.

To break the awkward tension, I walked Tracey towards the king size bed as Jacob watched. We began to kiss. I slid my hand up her thigh and began to rub her clit, while I nibbled on her neck. She moaned. I lifted the dress up over her body, revealing her naked curves to Jacob. I took a quick look back at him as I took off my clothes and noticed he was already stroking his hard cock looking at us. I threw Tracey on the bed, spread her legs, and began licking and sucking that warm wet beautiful pussy of hers. I sucked her clit into my mouth and licked it as I inserted two of fingers deep into her pussy, making a hitherto motion. It was driving her nuts. Her entire body convulsed as she came.

With her finger she motioned Jacob to come over. He crawled onto the bed and began to suck on and play with her tits. She slid her hand along the bed and grabbed his cock. She gently stroked it while I continued work on her pussy. I felt her come again as she squeezed his cock. She tugged on it, begging him to come closer. She wanted to taste his cock. Erecting himself on his knees, she directed his hard cock to her mouth. She stroked his cock while she licked and sucked the head only pausing when she came as I licked and fingered her pussy.

She pulled his cock out her mouth and directed me on the bed. I laid there, with my legs spread. Tracey crawled over, her breasts rubbing up against my thighs. She grabbed my cock in her hand and then took all of it deep inside her mouth. Tracey had her ass in the air while she licked my shaft up and down. She swayed it from left to right, her pussy begging for Jacob’s cock. Jacob grabbed hold of her hips and thrust his cock deep inside Tracey’s wet pussy. Every time Jacob thrust, I could feel Tracey taking my cock deeper in her mouth. I could feel her naked breasts rubbing on my thighs. Tracey could feel my cock slowly expanding. She knew I was about to cum. She pulled my cock out of her mouth. Looked at me with a smile as Jacob thrust his cock deep inside of her and she moaned as she came all over his cock.

Tracey pulled herself away from Jacob and climbed on top of me. My cock slid so easily inside of her. I grabbed her breasts with both hands, sucking and squeezing them. I could feel her rubbing her clit on pelvis as I thrust my cock inside her. I could feel Tracey building up to it. Her pussy began to squeeze a little bit more with every thrust. I put my hands on her hips firmly and kept my thrusts deep and hard. Tracey screamed out in ecstasy as she squirted all over my cock.

I kept my thrusts slow and purposeful. Tracey was slouched over me now, moaning with pleasure. I began to thrust a little harder. Tracey kept close to my body. With every thrust she found new energy. I could see Jacob watching, stroking his cock, begging for a chance at her beautiful ass. I grabbed Tracey’s ass cheeks and spread them, showing Jacob the promise land. I could feel the weight of Jacob climbing onto the bed. So could Tracey as she buried her face into my neck. Tracey felt Jacob’s hand on her ass. She began to bite my neck. She knew what was coming. I could feel Jacob’s other hand sliding up my wet cock, and up to her pussy. Lubricating her ass with her own juices. And then we both felt Jacob’s cock slide deep into Tracey’s ass. Her head flung back; she came immediately. I could feel the pressure of his cock on mine as he fucked my wife’s ass hard and fast. All I could do was hold her tight as she screamed in ecstasy. We could feel Jacob’s cock getting bigger. We both knew he was about cum. Jacob pulled out and blew his load all over Tracey’s back. I could feel Tracey’s pussy gush all over my cock. She was so wet; I couldn’t feel anything. She climbed off my cock. She was wrecked.

She looked at me and smiled. She took my cock in her mouth and sucked it only the way she could. Jacob sat back in the chair close to the bed, watching. It was all he could do. Tracey’s appetites whipped him out like no other woman he had met. Tracey continued to work my cock like it was the last cock she would ever have. She sucked and rolled her tongue around it. Tracey was going to make me cum. Not in her mouth. Never in her mouth. She never liked the texture of it, but her blow jobs were magnificent. Tracey grabbed my hand and put it firmly on the back of her head. Holding her head in place. I knew that she wanted me to cum in her mouth. That this would be her gift to me for doing all of this for her. I held her head as I came deep inside her throat. My cock pulsating with every shot. Tracey pulled my cock out of my mouth and watched the rest of my load poor out of my cock with every pulse. Tracey licked up ever drop, making my body quiver.

Tracey got up and walked over to Jacob. She kissed his cock and then she kissed him on the lips. She thanked him as he got dressed and escorted him to the door. She came back over to the bed, crawled over to me, kissed my still pulsating cock, and then kissed me good night. She fell asleep in my arms.

We never saw Jacob again, but those memories will always be with us. And we look at each other and smile whenever we think about that night.

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Written by JCSuperstar

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