I glanced over at the other bed, seeing him stroke his cock mindlessly while he watched. He was on his knees, pants around his ankles and shirt unbuttoned, his hairy paunch bouncing with the movement of his fist, and his eyes locked on her mouth around my cock.
I moved slightly, bringing my balls to her chin, and pulled her head towards me. She gagged, pulled back a little, then took more of my thick shaft past her lips. My fingers were buried in her hairy cunt, working the upper walls while my thumb rubbed her clit, and I knew she was close.
"Cum for me," I growled.
"Hmph, hmph..." she replied, trying to nod her head.
"That's it," I urged, pulling her head down. "Cum while you suck me."
"Oh, fuck..." he moaned from his perch.
Her fat tits sloppily jiggled against her sides in time with the rolls on her tummy as her hips began thrusting wildly. I felt the squish as her fat cunt squeezed down on my fingers, her juices covering my hands as it ran down between her cheeks, and rubbed my thumb quickly. She shuddered and shook, gagging on my cock while the climax passed through her, and I kept my hand on her head. When the trembling subsided I lifted my hand away and she pulled her mouth off, gasping and coughing.
"That's a good little slut," I praised, brushing hair away from her reddened face.
"Oh, that was so good," she panted.
"Keep sucking," I replied, pulling her head forward again.
"I want you to fuck her," he panted. "You said you would fuck her."
"Shut up and watch," I retorted without looking his way.
I moved her head back and forth a few times, then moved my leg over her, straddling her chest. My hands scooped up the heavy sacks of flesh and squeezed them together, sandwiching my cock between the soft pillows, and I began moving my hips.
"Oh, yeah... fuck her big titties!"
Her tongue lapped vigorously, desperately trying to catch the fat tip each time it hit her chin, and she lifted her head enough to take me between her lips on each thrust. I moved onto my knees, pushing my cock down her throat as her head fell to the pillow, and put my hands on the headboard. She was trapped underneath me, my cock thrusting into her throat, until I pulled away. Strings of drool ran off the swollen head, and I gripped my pole with my hand and rubbed it over her face. Her tongue stayed out, and I slapped my cock on it - thuk thuk thuk - until I had enough.
"You suck good, Marsha," I praised.
"Oh..." she panted. "Your cock is so fucking big..."
I moved down between her thick thighs and rubbed my swollen head along her thick folds, covering it with her slick juice, and she raised herself enough to be able to see.
"Oh fuck..."
I pushed the swollen tip inside slowly, burying it inch by inch, and she dropped back onto the pillow. A slow groan erupted from her lips when I thrust hard and the last few inches drove into her, stretching her pussy wide and punching her cervix.
"Fuck her good! Give her that big fucking dick!"
He was red and sweaty, leaning forward to watch while he fisted his cock faster. I pulled out slowly, letting him see her fat pussy lips grip my thick pole and the swollen tip pop out, covered in glistening pussy juice. Like many others, the thrill of seeing my big cock in his wife's cunt was what he wanted. I lifted her hips and turned her sideways on the bed, moving along with her until my back faced him, and plunged in again. I knew he could see her fat cunt open up as my pole pushed inside and my heavy balls start swinging as I plowed her time and again.
Her belly rolled and heavy tits jiggled and bounced, her fingers digging into my arms as I pounded into her. Sweat began to bead on my forehead while she groaned and writhed, her fat pussy taking everything I had as my balls slapped against her, and I knew he had moved closer to watch. They usually did.
The pressure built suddenly, my need to cum overwhelming my control, and I rammed myself into her. My cock exploded, erupting deep inside her, pulsing madly as the huge load poured into her.
"Oh fuck! Fill her fucking cunt!" he cried out behind me. "Holy shit!"
The pulsing slowed so I pulled back, letting the last little dribbles cover her thick, unruly bush, and watched the thick river of cum pour out of her battered cunt. I glanced back to see him staring, mouth open and eyes wide, his hand still moving. Her legs straightened out and she let out a loud groan as she relaxed.
"Want to fuck her now?" I asked.
"Fuck yeah!"
I moved aside and he scrambled to take my place, shoving his cock into her cum-filled pussy and humping furiously, groaning loudly as she lay still. He came quickly, cursing and grunting.
"Fucking whore... oh shit... you fucking slut... he fucked you good."
He collapsed on top of her, panting and grunting, his raspy breath all I could hear in the room. A minute later he rolled off and onto his back, letting out a slow sigh. She lay still and quiet, recovering from the intense fucking, so I slipped into the bathroom. A quick piss and a wash, and I returned to the bed and sat next to her, brushing the damp hair from her eyes.
"Oh, that was incredible," she sighed softly.
"Glad you enjoyed it."
I moved my hand between her legs and stroked her pussy, getting a squeal before her thighs clamped tight on my hand.
"Not ready for more yet?" I asked.
"Not just yet," she giggled.
I moved back onto my knees and hung my cock in her face.
"Suck me off."
She grinned and her tongue flicked out, licking the underside of my hardening cock, and I rubbed it over her lips. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft and she took over, rubbing it over her face and slathering it with spit before taking it into her mouth. She turned onto her side to face me and took me deep, cupping my balls and squeezing gently until I was ready to pop.
"All over your face," I growled.
She let the spurts of hot cum splash across her cheek and chin, rubbing her face under the throbbing tip as it gushed, keeping my balls cradled in her hand. The last few dribbles ran into her open mouth, and her lips wrapped around the tip so she could draw out the final drops, making sure I was empty.
"That was great," I praised.
She smiled up at me with a look of pride and satisfaction, kissing the head of my cock before lowering her head to the pillow.
"What? Another fucking load?" he croaked, sitting up and looking at her glistening face. "You came in her face!"
"Of course," I smirked. "It's what she wanted."
"Fuck. She never lets me cum in her face.." he mumbled.
"That's just for me," I teased. "You don't get to do that with her."
"Fucking bullshit," he mumbled, pouting. "My fucking wife, I should get to..."
"No, that's only for me. Isn't that so, Marsha?"
She turned to look at him and nodded, cum dripping from her chin.
"That's right, John. Only he gets to do it."
"Okay, okay," he lamented. "Not fair, though. All I'm saying."
"Oh, come on, baby," she cooed, sitting up and pulling his face to her chest.
She cradled him against her with her arm around his shoulder, gently swaying and shushing him like a baby. Each time we met up it ended the same way, with him whining and pouting about something and her coddling him. I smirked and got dressed, taking the cash from the dresser and putting it in my wallet, and left the room, leaving them to have their bonding time together.
*****
It was only ten when I exited the elevator and walked through the hotel lobby. The desk clerk glanced up, giving me a quick smile, then returned to looking at her monitor. I watched a couple holding hands go into the lounge and decided it was too early to head home. The thought of finding some lonely woman in there piqued my interest, and I could use a few drinks.