My Wife The Maid

Part 3

He just kept pounding my pussy as I squirted all around his cock.

As he fucked me he kept taking to me,

“Did your husband lick my sluts used pussy last week,”

“Did it turn you on knowing he was licking my cum from your pussy,”

“Did he know?”

I only managed, through what seemed constant orgasms taking over my body, to moan a “Yes,” “Yes,” and “No” to his questions.

Then he told me to open my eyes and to focus on our voyeur across the way, as he fucked me so hard.

His cock was making squelching sounds due to the amount of juices flowing around in my pussy, his balls now loudly slapping against my ass.

I was trying to look at the man watching us, in the other room across but it was so hard to fully focus as I felt what seemed the biggest load of spunk ever, flood my insides, as he pushed so deep inside me, as he cum.

This pushed me fully over the edge and I felt my whole body shaking as I orgasmed so violently just screaming out incoherent words, making no sense.

He had to hold me up as my legs began to buckle under the intense orgasm

I was stood against the window my face flushed with the after glow of a wonderful fucking, his cum and my juices dribbling, no flowing, down my thighs now soaking the tops of my stockings.

He suddenly brought me back to my senses, as he slapped my ass hard with his hand, making my skin feel hot and so tingly.

I just gave a soft whimper, as he whispered in my ear “You like that my little slut, maybe next time, now go home, I will message you tomorrow if I want you.”

He just opened the door and ushering me out into the corridor.

There three or four people in the corridor all looking at me.

I must have looked like a prostitute to them, my hair dishevelled, cum on my stocking tops which were just visible below my short maids dress, tottering away on my 5" high heels.

However he likely left them in no doubt that I was just a married slut, as he shouted after me “Make sure that useless husband of yours licks my cum from your pussy, slut.” then just closed the door.

I was being humiliated in front of these other guests but it just turned me on. Why?

I slipped through the door to the stairs, so I didn't need to pass reception when leaving the hotel, that way hoping no one would see me, especially any of my staff colleagues.

There were a few around the kitchen but, they seemed so busy that I was sure, they didn't notice me slip out into the car park, to my car.

I got in and just sat there taking in what I had done, what I'd become over the past week.

I drove home, stopping on way to change into my more respectable blouse and skirt and flat shoes and to freshen up.

Once home I greeted hubby who was still upstairs on PC with a long kiss.

“Mmmmmmm honey, that was some kiss.”

“Come to bed darling.” I said, as I took his hand leading him through to out bedroom.

I left the lights off as we undressed, saying it would be more horny that way.

Once we were under the covers, snuggling up together, we began kissing and touching each other.

I felt his cock which was hard but nowhere near as big or thick as the cock which had fucked me earlier.

Again I whispered to him “Darling please lick me I love how you make me feel when you lick me.”

He moved down my body kissing my skin as he went, finally reaching my clit and pussy. “Mmmm you are so wet again darling.”

“Yes I know I am,” I said to him “Please honey please just lick me make me cum.”

He lapped away at my pussy, as I pressed myself against his mouth and tongue, like some sort of poccessed insatiable woman. This continued until I felt my body tense tightly before I felt it shake and shiver, as I orgasmed, holding my husband's head tight against my pussy as I squirted juices into his mouth and over his chin.

After all the nights exertions I just cuddled into my husband now and drifted off to sleep, my thoughts and dreams filled with the need of my strangers big cock and how I can’t seem to control my sexual urges to please him.

When I woke up in the morning my nipples were again hard and my pussy was wet and throbbing.

I made my husband go down and eat me once more, grinding my pussy on his mouth until I came, squirting juices again.

“Wow, what's got into you honey, you never cum like that before.” he said surprised but happy it seemed.

“I just love you darling and your tongue is so amazing” I lied knowing that it was thoughts of my new lover, that constantly had me so horny now.

Hubby got showered first and as by the time I was ready to go into the shower he was already dressed ready to leave for work.

“Remember I have that Sportsmans Dinner tonight, Honey and I’m staying over as it doesn't finish to 1 am” he reminded me, as he kissed me goodbye.

“Oh ok darling, I'd forgottten but they are short staffed at hotel, so I might be asked work another shift overnight, so that's not a problem then.” I again lied.

“Enjoy your evening, Dave darling.” as I just kissed him on the cheek.

“I'll try and I hope working these extra hours, don't tire you out too much, honey.” he replied.

If he only knew what was likely to be tiring me out, I was thinking, laughing to myself.

As I showered getting ready for work, I made sure my pussy was nice and bare and smooth. As I was doing so I couldn't fight the urge to play with myself.

I slipped my finger inside my wet pussy, then another, realising that my pussy which had always felt so tight, when fingered myself, now felt a lot looser. I even managed slip a third finger inside me with ease.

Oh god I also seemed to cum a whole lot easier and also squirted more when I came. I leant back against the wall of the shower, to steady myself, as I had a wonderful powerful orgasm, thinking of my strangers cock fucking me and how wonderful he made me feel.

Once I’d come down from the high of my orgasm, I finished showering, drying myself and was then in the bedroom getting dressed.

I slipped on a 6 strap black suspender belt, attaching black lace top stockings to the clips. Then decided to be daring (for work) and slipped on my Balconette bra which just held my breasts up, but I knew my nipples, when hard, would poke through my blouse.

I slipped my blouse on over my shoulders and buttoned it up, however I left the top three buttons undone, which now opened a gap to the top of my breasts. Then I slid my legs into my black skirt which came to just above my knees.

I wished I could have put a shorter skirt on but that definately would be frowned upon by work. Then I finished off by slipping my 3" heeled shoes on my feet

However I filled a bag with other clothes, a short black leather skirt, an almost completely sheer red blouse and pair of Red 5" high heel open toed shoe's as well as a black pair also with 5” high heels.

I checked my phone but was disappointed that were no messages from my stranger and Lover. I therefore headed out to car and drove to the Hotel to start work.

I was working away cleaning the rooms vacated that morning, when my phone beeped.

It was a message from my lover and I felt the exitement run through my body as Iopened it.

All it said was

‘what time do you finish work?’

‘7 pm’ I just replied back.

‘Good come to my room after work.’ I got as reply.

‘Okay’ I replied back just, not wishing to seem too eager, but I was so excited now and had a wonderful smile on my face as I sent the text.

I received another message ‘I hope you are dressed sexily under that skirt and Blouse?’

He must have seen me working, as I looked around, hoping hewas maybe watching me now, but couldn’t see him.

‘Yes stockings and a 6 strap suspender belt under my skirt and just a balconette bra under the blouse’ I messaged him.

Then again added ‘I also have other clothes in my car, a shorter leather skirt, a sheer red blouse, my maids dress and 2 pairs of 5" High heel shoes, one black, theother red.’

Then I added, ‘Hubby away at an event and staying overnight.’

‘Perfect my little slut’ was the reply.

My nipples were now protruding through my work blouse and my pussy was wet and remained like this throughout the day, as remained excited, just thinking of being with my Lover once again tonight.

However my shift seemed to go so slowly, as I so wanted to be in his room, to be his slut like before. 7 pm finally came as I said bye to my colleagues and headed out to my car.

However instead of going home, I collected the bag with my other clothes and sneaked back in and up in the lift to my lovers room.