HOTEL ROOM CAPTIONS

They are good man

they are good lets see more

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I agreed. I can't believe that I agreed to this.
He had paid for it, paid cash no credit card
no record of what I'll do this night.

He walked to the room in front of me. No arm
around me. He didn't even hold my hand as
we walked to that room were I'd do it to make
him happy.

I was angry and then in the room the last straw
as he sat in the only chair making me sit on the
bed like some slut, some whore. I grabbed it and
twisted the rings off my fingers and put them on
the night stand. He wanted to know why I took
them off, he I think wanted to see my wedding
band up against this guys penis and I wouldn't
let that happen.

He wants this, he wants me to, well alright
but I'll not be the woman I was. I'll not be the
faithful wife and lady any longer.

Thinking these thoughts and the knock on the door.
He swaggered in the room. Young, almost a boy
and he was so full of himself. He looked at me
like I was some piece of meat.

"You ready, get your things off" was all he said.
No hello, no handshake, no hug, no kissing, nothing
you could consider foreplay as he shrugged out
of his clothes.

Naked in front of me. Young but pretty. Very,
very pretty. I couldn't bring myself to look there,
to look at his penis. Then he said take a look at it
bitch. Did he just call me bitch and I started to say
something and he had moved to right in front of
me and took my hand and wrapped my fingers
around his penis. Still thinking "bitch?" as my
fingers tightened around his thick penis. Still
thinking "bitch?" as he shoved me to my knees
like some sort of rag doll. Still thinking "bitch?"
as he grabbed my face and pulled it to his penis.
Still thinking bitch as he said suck it bitch.

I wasn't thinking anything as I found myself
with a mouth full of a strange mans penis.
This man who's name I didn't even know,
this man that I'd never kiss, never hugged
never had an intimate moment with and I
was letting him shove his thick penis in and
out of my mouth. I think I gagged, I fetishd
on it, it's thickness hurt my jaw and saliva
was drooling out of my mouth around his
penis and down my chin dripping on my
blouse soaking through to my bra.

I guess my husband was there somewhere
but I never thought of him, never wondered
if it this was making him excited. Never
for a second thought if my being used like
this by this young pretty man with this
large penis was getting him aroused.

I was empty. He said nothing just pulled
it out and everything stopped. The gagging,
the obligation the drooling but I felt empty
in shock.

He pulled my up. He had grabbed a fist of
hair and yanked me up and in one motion
threw me on the bed. Stunned and confused
He was on the bed and rolling me on my
back and pushing my legs apart.

Then he reached up to my crotch and grabbed
me and my panties and pulled and the
panties ripped away and I was naked on
my back in a strange bed with a man I
didn't know and his penis was hard and
coming for me.

I look at my husband but his eyes were
glazed and I could feel that man getting
closer as the bed bounced and I could
feel it. For the first time I felt a penis
that was not my husbands. Felt it hot
against my sex and I was afraid and
gasped out “condom, get a condom”
and he laughed and said not my problem
cow.

It didn't register, being called a cow.
What registered was that penis as it
pushed up and up and up spreading
me wider than I'd ever been spread.

I think I made some noises as he
pushed it in. I was surprised how it
felt, how good it felt because I guess
some part of me was afraid that with
no foreplay I wouldn't be wet enough.
It was shocking how wet I must have
been to take that mans thick penis.

I could feel his pubic bone on mine.
I could feel as he push up against
my clit, I could feel his penis deep
up inside my sex stretching me
open making me wrap tight around
that fat penis.

The bed rocking and my body jerking
and he was powering strange unintelligible
sounds out of me as I lay there on
that motel room bed with my skirt
bunched up around my waist and this
strange man between my legs with
his penis deep up inside me and I
almost laughed at how absurd this
all was and this wasn't who I was
and this wasn't what I did and the
orgasm hit me.

I may have screamed. I can't tell
you how it felt. Again and again
and again the orgasms just kept
hitting me, kicking me and he just
kept pumping away bigger and
thicker and again and again and
I couldn't figure out if he was the
the devil or an angel.

He mad some strange noises of
his own them and while I wasn't
thinking about it then he filled my
unprotected sex with his young
mans sperm.

Even as he eventually climbed
off me my eyes were tearing.
My husband coming to me while
the boy was in the bathroom and
screamed at him. Screamed “get
away from me” and as the you boy
came out and silently started putting
on his cloths and while he smirked at
me I finally jumped up and ran to the
bathroom.

Safely behind a locked door the tears
flowed. Too much, too soon, too fast.
The offense of the scene, of my
husband just giving me to this man.
Had he just whored me out.

The experience of being treated like
some slut bitch. The experience of that
boys penis, that big fat cock that had
made me feel things I had never felt.
The power that all this gave me over my
husband.

Then I saw it. I saw the number on
the mirror. I knew it wasn't there before.
In my lipstick the boy had left me a
number on the mirror. It made it better
somehow. I could take stock and finally
noticed the mess that I was. Makeup a
mess, blouse wet with saliva and the inside
of my thighs wet with my wetness and
the sperm of my pretty boy.

I thought of it then. I thought that he
rode me bare and I was unprotected.
I smiled at that thought. It would serve
him, my husband, right and as I
straightened myself up I made up a plan
to make my husband take me out for a nice
dinner and it would be a could day in hell
when he got any from me again, well at
least tonight but that boy; well that pretty
boy could have all that he wanted.

WOW1 What a tale. that was great

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Grahamm dear i hope I didn't drive you away.

You had such a great Idea and then never came
back to build on it.

I hope you don't hate me for what I'm doing now.
I can't help myself I just what to know the answer
to this one question.....

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Fresh little wet spots. How romantic...

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It's the least you should do.....

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I'm sure your tongue will make her happy...

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I have one more for the above series but
I just can't wait to start this group.

Well what can I say I have no self restraint.

Imagine what it's like to be in her head in
that motel bathroom...

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Oh my but hubby has no idea as to what is hot...

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For you it's easy, things are clear.
For her, to become that woman.
Well cuckold that is something else.

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Feel their eyes on the adulteress...

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It's all of your making
hubby, all of your making....

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Feels different inside now.....

Mmmm...very hot caps,Jane...and the pics are great too...real women.

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You did it you know.

Awoke in her that taste for
pretty boys and young hard
cocks....

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You would to if you were her.....

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The curse of young boys is that
they tend to be a bit too fast.

The blessing of young boys is
that they can get it up again and
again and then with some help
again and again some more.

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They are a blessing, those young boys...

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A woman's work is never done.
After you finish the boys there's
always a whining husband to
take care of....

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See there darling your wife will take care you to...

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This is the last one from the earlier series.

Oh the joy of a happy girl....

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Oh yes she's good with.....

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Now back to the other series.

You must be so happy now that you
finally have the hot wife that you've
always wanted........

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Oh come on it's no more than what she does.....

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Yes she does. She thanks you
every day....

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That feel, that very special feel...

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It's what you wanted.
It's what she wants.
Everyone's happy....

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Every ones happy, especially the guy with the black dick...

Very hot caps...hit the spot...lol