StrangersWithCandyGP (2 page)

Take the adultery sex couple—both married, both trying to get something going in the hotel that they could never even bring up at home, let alone actually get. Actually, when I met them, they weren't in the hotel—they were
on
the hotel.

I often wander up to the roof during my breaks to smoke or just watch planes fly over my head. Most people I've worked with wouldn't bother going up to the roof to hang out, thanks to all the pigeons that call it their home. I don't mind them though; I've had a few scrapes with our fine feathered friends, but for the most part, they mind their business and I do the same. The bird shit gets annoying sometimes, but we can still pretty much coexist peacefully.

One night after my shift had ended, I meandered up there to smoke, admire the stars, and lament the loss of Phillip—who was not only a fantastic lay, but a really sweet guy and good coworker.

"Oh, well," I thought. "You really do need to be careful about who you try to get it on with at work."

I walked around the huge roof, lost in stars, smoke, and my own thoughts when I quite literally stumbled on them—naked and lying on a blanket to protect them from the cold, concrete rooftop and pigeon packages.

"I'm sorry," I said as they unlocked their legs to get up and see what was going on.

"Don't worry about it," the woman said. I noticed how the light from the street lamp reflected off her wedding ring, making it sparkle in my eyes.

"This doesn't look like marriage sex to me," I thought. When the man untucked his hand from between her legs, it confirmed my suspicion. "Ah, yes, affair sex," I thought as I looked at the tan line on his ring finger. "That makes a lot more sense."

"I'll get out of your way," I said, trying to maneuver around them. I started walking toward the other side of the roof—their public displays of adultery weren't about to chase me away from my stargazing. But it didn't sound like they were getting down to business. Instead, I heard the faint sounds of deliberation. Perhaps getting caught on a hotel roof made them realize they weren't exactly being discreet, and they were ending their affair, or at least talking about actually getting a room to take their illicit love indoors.

"Hey, wait a minute," the woman called to me. "You don't have to go."

I turned around to see the man motioning to me with the hand that was the symbol of his matrimonial disloyalty.

"What?" I asked, staring at these two naked people sitting on a blanket on the roof. Although it wasn't as weird as the elevator couple, it was pretty damned close.

"Come here," she yelled into the chilly, night air.

"What the hell?" I thought as I navigated my way around specks of bird crap. "What's the worst that could happen?"

I walked over to the couple and the first thing I noticed was his dick saluting me.

"Come sit with us," she said when I got close to the blanket. I took off my shoes and sat down.

"I'm Maggie," she said, stretching out her hand. I wondered what kind of fluids she was about to share with this handshake. For two people committing adultery in the most public way, they were awfully concerned about social niceties.

But I played along...within reason. "I'm Nicole," I said, shaking a hand that I was pleasantly surprised to find was bone dry.

What? You didn't think I was actually going to give them my real name, did you?

"I'm Mark," the male part of the duo volunteered. He didn't give me his hand to shake, and I assumed it was because he preferred to feel my palm on the southerly part of his anatomy.

"How are you tonight?" Maggie asked me.

"Great."

"You must be kind of weirded out by all this."

"Well...."

"I know, you probably don't see stuff like this every day, right?"

"Ah, if only she knew what these eyes have seen," I thought as I watched Mark massage his tight balls. Pre-cum began to drip from the tip of his cock and down to his hand. His cock was slick with fluid and it almost glistened in the light.

"You're probably on vacation or staying here on business, and you find us doing what we're doing," Maggie surmised.

"Something like that," I said, continuing to eyeball Mark stroking himself.

"But you obviously like was you see," Mark said, never missing a beat in beating his meat. "You can't take your eyes off of it, can you?"

"Um...there's definitely some beauty to it," I said, feeling a tingle of my own downstairs.

"So, you will play with us then?" Maggie asked, wide-eyed and excited.

"Shouldn't you two be getting home to your kids soon?" I asked, fishing for information that would confirm my theory about the nature of their relationship.

Maggie giggled. Mark continued handling his hard on as if he didn't have a care in the world, or a wife waiting for him at home.

"Well, since we're getting to know each other, I may as well tell you," Maggie began to explain. "We're not married...well, at least we're not married to each other. We're being really naughty."

Mark momentarily stopped masturbating and looked at his lover quizzically. "Wait, you knew?"

"Of course I knew, Mark," she said, gently slapping him on the arm and giggling like a schoolgirl in the throes of her first real crush. "Who do you think you're fooling by taking off your wedding ring every time we get together? You really think I didn't notice the tan line on your finger a long time ago?"

"Women really are detectives," Mark mumbled, reaching out and sticking his hand between Maggie's legs. "No wonder it's been so much fun with you."

"Hey, I'm not exactly in the position to judge, am I?"

I was starting to feel awkward, as if I stumbled into a conversation that no one should hear.

"Anyway, Nicole," Maggie said, putting her hand on my knee. "We would really love it if you'd play with us."

"How can I resist such a delicious invitation?"

Mark took my hand, so I could finally give him the handshake he wanted between his legs. His cock was slick with pre-cum, and I gripped it in my fist and started stroking him up and down. He was huge, which became evident when I noticed how long it took for my fist to travel up and down his erection.

"He has a gorgeous, delicious dick," Maggie purred. "Sometimes I want to use it as a measuring stick. I keep telling him that a cock piercing would make it even better."

Maggie leaned against my other side, kissing my neck and sticking her hand down my blouse until she found her ultimate destination on top of my nipple.

I closed my eyes, enjoying a first. Although I had seen couples making love in the hotel many times, in various places, this was the first time that I'd ever been invited to participate. I couldn't resist. Everything about it was naughty—they were on the roof of my workplace getting it on, they were having an affair, I had never been with a woman before. It all just seemed so completely dirty. How could I say no?

Maggie continued massaging my nipples, which extended more and more through my bra by the second. I worked on her man's cock, gripping it tightly with my moistened palm, stroking him slowly as he moaned a little. Soon he reached out his hand and walked his fingers up my skirt until they reached my aching pussy.

"Take these off," Mark said, tugging my panties. "Take them off."

I ran my fingers through Maggie's hair as she kissed the side of my neck. "Maggie, wouldn't you rather take them off me?" I asked her sweetly, excited at the prospect of a woman touching my cunt for the very first time.

Maggie obliged. First, she unbuttoned my blouse, exposing my tits, which she took the time to rub in an act of adoration and worship. She started kissing her way south of my border, taking a moment to suck pieces of my hot flesh on her way down. She pulled up my skirt over my stomach, and when she got to my underwear, she rested her mouth on the fabric, smelling my arousal and looking every bit as turned on as I was. She slowly pulled my panties down with her teeth, exposing my pussy to the chilly, open air until they were sitting beside her on the roof. She admired my pussy and smiled. I thought about how beautiful she was and how her perky tits stood up effortlessly on her torso. Before I could try to reach out and cup her peaks in my hands, she dove into my pussy, as if she was jumping into the hotel pool. She devoured my clit and pussy, lapping me up more and more by the moment.

I held on to Maggie's silky, long hair as she continued fucking me with her sweet tongue, getting her face glazed with my pussy juices. We had all but forgotten Mark, who was waiting in the wings hard as a rock, stroking himself and looking frustrated as hell.

"Maggie, don't be greedy," Mark scolded her, reaching over to slap her perfectly round ass. "I want some of our new friend too you know."

And I knew I wanted some of that hard, throbbing cock. Although I was enjoying Maggie's mouth mastery, I knew I needed her man to completely fill me up to make this encounter complete.

"I'll share her," she said, taking a brief hiatus from nibbling on my clit. "But she just tastes so damned good. You know I could eat a sweet, wet pussy all day long."

"Yeah, babe, but look at my fucking cock," Mark said, pointing to his throbbing, hard shaft. "I want to get my dick wet so bad, I can taste it."

It was such a turn on watching them fight over me, talking about me like I wasn't even there. I felt like a prized jewel on the auction block that they both just had to have.

"Well, Nicole, what do you want?" Mark asked me, still stroking his member. "Don't you want some of this?"

"I do," I moaned, still enjoying how Maggie was lapping me up like it was her life's mission to make me come.

I stroked her hair one last time. "Maggie, you're so hot. I love what you do, but I really need some dick right now."

"Okay," she said disappointedly from between my legs. "It's just that your pussy is so beautiful, and it tastes so scrumptious."

Maggie moved out of the way so I could stand up. With my skirt still hiked up to my waist, I stood directly over Mark, teasing him a little as I slowly worked my way down his enormous, rock hard shaft. His eyes locked with mine, and I continued to slide my pussy down his cock, letting him fill me up entirely. He felt so good inside me, and after the way Maggie worked me up with her tongue, I felt like I could explode on top of Mark any second.

I looked over at Maggie. She seemed sad and disappointed, as if she had lost a competition that she had worked so hard to win. I reached my hand out to her, rested my fingers on the back of her neck and pulled her in for a long, deep kiss. As our tongues tangoed, I let my fingers wander down to her mound and felt them get drenched by the wetness oozing from her pussy. "I don't want you to feel left out," I said when our mouths finally unlocked. "Come over here," I told her.

Maggie set herself up behind me, planting her chest against my back. Mark caressed my legs as I rode his cock—up and down, faster and faster. I leaned back to kiss Maggie and she reached her arms around me to caress my nipples. Then she traveled down south again, rubbing my bare stomach, letting her fingers wander over my skirt until they reached my clit. She tightly pinched my aching bud as I took her man's cock deeper and deeper inside me. Mark stretched his hands out and rested them on Maggie's ass, sticking his finger into her back door hole. I reached down to pinch his hard nipples, which made his cock squirm and wiggle and come. I climbed off of him, still wanting more, and Maggie was more than happy to give it to me. She laid me down on the blanket, climbed on top of me, and started kissing me again. This time it was Mark's turn to get in the back, so he took advantage of Maggie's open ass and started fucking her hole with his finger.

And she did the same for me, plunging three of her fingers into my pussy. I was longing to come. She crouched over and started sucking my nipples again, while slamming her ass into Mark's hand. I let out a loud scream when Maggie made me come. I loved it and I wanted to reciprocate.

"Maggie, lay down here so I can eat your gorgeous pussy."

A smile plastered her face, and we traded places on the blanket. I climbed on top of her, devoured her neck as she moaned, gently biting her flesh. I worked my way to her willing mouth, then we shared some more deep, sugary kisses while my hands explored her body, inch by inch by inch. I gripped one of her tits in my hand, and the perfect soft pillow filled up my palm. My mouth wandered down to her nipple and she moaned as I gently took a bite. Her skin was soft and sweet, and I couldn't wait to taste a woman's nectar for the first time. I looked over at Mark watching us, and his cock was clearly ready for some more action. As much as I love dick, I was too focused on Maggie to care. I slowly moved my tongue down her hot body, watching the smile of pleasure on her face. When I got to her slick crevice, I froze, wanting to savor every minute of being down there. Although I had never done it before, I felt like eating pussy was second nature to me, and I dove right in like a champion swimmer.

But Mark wasn't content with being relegated to the sidelines, so he snuck up behind me as I did my work on his girlfriend. I jumped with surprised excitement as he slid his hard on into my asshole. I started moaning right into Maggie's pussy, which made her coo and shake with delight. I fucked her deeply with my tongue, and her man pistoned my ass until we all came.