Our Hotel Plan

After our big move, we’re in a living situation where the kids and we are on top of each other until we move into a bigger place in a few months. It has put a damper on our sex lives. We still connect, but we feel the need to be far more quiet than we usually are. We often like to hide the sounds of our lovemaking with the a/c on and the washing machine going. I found out next month our church has an overnight event our daughter can go to, and my uncle can stay with the teenager. When I brought up the idea of maybe getting a hotel room and enjoying ourselves, my loving husband texted back “YES!” Since then, we’ve been going back and forth talking and texting about how sexy and freeing it will be. When the time comes, we will be crazy hot for each other. I think I’ve pretty much nailed down what I want.

I used to have a job where I traveled a lot, staying in a number of hotels. I often noticed the bathrooms were roomy, had big mirrors over the vanity, and there was usually a full-length mirror on the back of the door. It hit me once when I was REALLY missing my husband that if you were to angle it correctly, and you were standing in the right position, sex in the bathroom could be way hotter than normal, with lots of views. I totally want that! I imagine us in the bathroom, kissing first. We’re often in the bathroom at the same time between shower switches and brushing teeth, and we often end up kissing a little bit. We get closer and start kissing deeper. His hands go up into my hair, tilting my head up more so he can kiss me even deeper. We break for a minute and look into each other’s eyes. We’re already breathing heavily and can feel our need for each other starting to rise. He leans over and starts to wetly kiss my neck, starting at the base and making his way up to my ear, where he kisses, then licks that spot behind it that makes me moan. While he’s doing that, I’m letting my hands wander over his strong arms, his defined pecs, his manly back, down to his butt. I use his ass to pull him toward me, settling him between my legs.

He lets his hands lightly stroke down my back, grabbing my ass in return. He slowly leans back to take off his shirt, then he draws his attention to my shirt. After he slips it off, he takes a breast in each hand, squeezing them as they overflow his strong hands. He leans down and licks the tops of my breasts, but only what is peeking out over the lace cups of my bra. His hands reach around me, unhooking my bra, and then they move to the straps, slipping them off agonizingly slowly. As my bra falls to the floor, he smiles in appreciation at my freed breasts, handling them again, feeling my nipples harden under his caress, as I throw my head back and groan my enjoyment. That’s the move he was waiting for. He licks up my exposed neck, and I feel his hand spread out over my belly, then slide down to my pants, where he unbuttons my shorts and reaches down to feel my pussy. He starts to finger my clit, wanting me to be gloriously wet when he enters me. Soon enough, I’m responding entirely to his fingering, panting and moaning, digging my fingers into his biceps. His other hand pushes my pants and panties down to the floor, and his fingers enter me, feeling my dripping wetness that makes him groan aloud. I tense on his fingers as I feel my first orgasm.

Suddenly, he takes his hands away from my pussy, grabbing my hips and spinning me around to face the mirror. He pulls me to him, with my back to his front, and squeezes my breasts again, kissing my shoulder and neck. I smile in the mirror at him. I feel his hardening length through his jeans. I look into his eyes in the mirror and say, “You are far too clothed for this” as a reach behind me and grab his hips, pulling him harder into my ass. He smiles wide at my reflection and says ” agreed, love” as he reaches between us, fumbling with his belt and letting his pants fall. I lean over the counter of the vanity, showing off my boobs he loves so much and pushing my ass back into his fabulously hard cock. I am moving my butt in a circular motion as he looks down hungrily at what I’m doing.

I see the full length mirror on the back of the door, and I tell him to close the door a bit. He does, and now, not only can I gaze at my gorgeous husband’s face and chest while he takes me from behind, as I know he soon will, I can look to the left and watch him as he pumps into me. The thought makes my heart race. In just a second, my love is positioned back behind me, with his cock in his hand, dragging his swollen head along my pussy lips, splaying his hand on my back. He tells me to spread my legs apart some more, which I gladly do. He’s teasing me so much, but it feels so good! He parts my lips with his head and slides only his head into me, while I whine for more. He likes teasing me, as he bends over me and licks the back of my shoulder, where I’m super sensitive, giving me a shiver. I can’t take it any more, and I rock back into him, burying his cock deep into me, eliciting a deep groan from both of us.

Now that he’s deeply seated into me, both of us feel our animal hunger rise again. He grabs my hips and starts to slowly draw himself out, then slam himself in. His speed increases, and it makes me even hotter to watch his arms and chest muscles while he holds my hips firm and strokes into me. It’s nothing compared to when I turn my head and see his hips and his entire hard, male nakedness drive into me. The sight of our connection so hot together helps another orgasm to come on. He feels the slight clenching of my pussy and tells me “come for me, baby.” It seems as soon as it’s over, I feel another one start to build. I reach up and begin to knead one of my nipples, feeling his cock continue stroking me. His pace slows a bit as one of his hands reaches around and starts to rub my clit again. The combination of both our hands working different parts of me and his cock moving in me make me gasp and moan loudly. His rubbing speed increases, as does the speed of my fingers on my nipple, and I’m panting again, so close again. I keep looking at us in the two mirrors, feeling and seeing our connection, and I come again, more deeply this time.

His hand drops from rubbing my pussy, going back to my hip. He says breathlessly, “baby, that last come felt so good, squeezing my cock. I have to go wild into your pussy. I have to. ” I lean over further onto the counter, brace myself, and tell him, “Pound my pussy, honey. You know I love it. Pound it for me, sweet baby.” That’s all the encouragement he needs, as his speed increases until he is driving hard hard into me. My view from the side is so hot! I’m leaning on the counter, feeling him slamming hard into me, calling out “yes, baby, yes! Your cock is so good to my pussy!” I’m groaning deep in my throat, and he’s panting hard. I feel him start to tense, and I reach around and grab his ass, knowing he is close. I feel my own orgasm start again. Then I feel his ass tense, and he strokes in as deep as he possibly can, releasing his load into me, while he throws his head back and shouts out his release. That sight propels me into my own orgasm, and I tense too.

We stay like that for a minute, enjoying how profound and hard our orgasms were, enjoying even more the fact we were able to vocalize truly our pleasure sounds, with no holding back. It made our experience so much better.

I’m sure that won’t be our only hotel sex during this little escapade.

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5 replies
  1. marriedman0217 says:

    Now that is a well thought out plan worthy of execution in the five star hotel of your choice. I had similar thoughts recently when I went to visit my Sweetie. Only difference was I wanted to prop up the cell phone on the sink and tape it for use later when my Sweetie wasn’t around. Got preoccupied in the shower washing her hair again. Very well done, now get to it!

  2. herhubby says:

    LoverWife, I can also attest to how incredibly hot, mirrors can be make things! My wife and I stayed at a nice bed and breakfast that had the perfect armless chair with a very well placed tall mirror…it was incredible being ridden by her facing me and being able to see myself enter her at the same time. Needless to say, we’ve been looking for such a chair and mirror experience again!

    • LoverWife says:

      Actually looked at a B&B, but since one of our goals is to not have to quiet ourselves, I think we might scare others off. I’m tempted to tell them not to put anyone on either side of our room.

    • herhubby says:

      Ha! We were in a room that wasn’t connected to any other rooms. However, we did hear another couple thoroughly enjoying themselves during our stay there. We love B&Bs because they seem a lot more special than a standard hotel room and it doesn’t sound like we’re as loud as you two. 😉

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