Prostitution Occurs at the Hotel
The night was quite dark outside. Nikki stepped out onto the balcony of her hotel room. The wintery breeze immediately wrapped itself around her body. Her nipples hardened. She started to shiver, but pushed it away. She was on a different level now. Finally. Below her, she could see familiar streets and alleys. Previously, she might have induced some action down there this night. However, maturity had brought her here now.
Nikki gazed out at the scene before her. She was grateful for the room she was given. A good view of the city from a few floors up, and a pleasing sight of the river as it flowed. She enjoyed being able to enjoy both the buzz of life and the calmness of nature in one view.
She was anticipating her luxurious stay. If only for one night. But she would also be taking advantage of the spa in the morning. The idea of a great massage and being treated well made her look forward to it. It essentially gave her motivation to endure the week. She didn't need to worry about making the beds or ensuring things were neat and tidy. Tonight and tomorrow morning were going to be all about her.
She specifically had set up a date with Ryan. Several exchanges of texts and the odd phone call. Hearing his voice made her heart race. Nikki caught herself slipping into a softer, more seductive tone without even realizing it. She knew the necessity in reeling him in. The walls of his self-defense and the delicate nature of who he was. He was a married man, now engaging with a woman less than half his age. She understood the controversial aspect of what they were doing. It made her wriggle uncomfortably between her legs if she thought about it too long. Now their relationship was about to escalate.
Tonight, she was going to sleep with him.
Nikki pictured different scenarios in her mind. What she would wear to greet him at the door. Wearing street clothes wouldn't garner any attention in the hallway. However, she wanted him to be astonished if she greeted him in a skimpy outfit. Or, better yet, nothing at all. In the end, she settled on what she was now wearing - a plain camisole and sweatpants. Braless. Modestly covered, yet readily removable.
She considered what to do if he hesitated. What if his morals derailed him? This didn't seem like something he would do. But as the turn of the hour came and went, her thoughts wandered. Being slightly off is simply how things go. Still, Nikki couldn't help but contemplate the possibility of her losing tonight's anticipated pleasure. She even considered visiting a bar and treating herself to a spa treatment the following morning to overlook her disappointment.
Plopping on to the bed, she switched on the television. She aimlessly switched through channels. Suddenly, there was a knock on her door.
She smiled, a grin that made her feel alive. Switching off the remote, Nikki rushed towards the door. Through the viewfinder, she spotted Ryan. Opening the door, she beckoned him inside.
"Welcome to my parlor!"
"Thanks!" he said as he entered her room. He appeared a bit anxious. She strolled behind him, listening to the door shut. He made his way to the window. Nikki approached the bed. She rested her hand on his thighs. She gazed into his eyes, but his roamed nervously. Subconsciously, she started caressing his leg. "It's been quite a while since you've been intimate with a woman like this, right?"
"Since what?" he questioned, focusing on her.
She tilted her head, while still maintaining a warm expression. "Since you've been involved in something spontaneous."
"Well, I am married. I'm pretty sure me and my wife still engage in sexual activities."
"True. But is it ever anything out of the ordinary?"
"Unexpected?"
"Yes, unexpected. Like... it was way back when you were in college. Each time was exciting, right?"
Nikki halted at this point. She'd almost discussed how she was about to blow his mind tonight. However, thinking about being another notch on his board made her wonder. Did she consider herself just another opportunity for him to indulge in his fantasies, seeds she had merely unearthed in her own endeavors?
"There's some predictability in it, yeah." [
"Do you hear her talk disrespectfully to you?" came her question, unconsciously drifting back to reality.
"In her own way."
"A lady during the day and a devil at nights?" Ryan was taken aback by her query.
"Uhh," he muttered nonchalantly.
"Does she beg for you to possess her completely? Yearn for your cock?"
Ryan's mind was wandering as he sat, pondering over her words.
"Will she hurl herself at you ceaselessly and submit to being taken?"
He gazed at her. His eyes read through her thoughts. "And you'll truly do all these acts? Even after two decades?"
Nikki wasn't unconscious of the thoughts racing through his head. However, she wasn't going to allow the past twenty years to ruin what led him to her that night. She continued to massage his leg, pulling closer to his groin. "Is it such a craving to obsolete things? Make them dull and worn-out?"
He cast his glance at Nikki. "I guess you're right. We do sometimes have a taste of malnourishment. Life gets stale, monotonous, and predictable."
"Not if you're with me. Be me and you." Her voice had an inflection of playfulness. "If you and I are living together after those two decades, you know we'd find ways to constantly update our love and relationship."
He studied her, astonishment gleaming in his eyes.
"Imagine a luxury hotel as our escape from the monotony, unleashing the passion we kept in check during our marriage," she shared, stirring the heat between them.
"Sexy," he murmured, awakened from his trance.
"Do you believe we're overdressed in this grand suite?" Nikki's eyes sparkled with naughtiness.
"I, um, I suppose I am," replied Ryan as he stood up, his glance shifting to her exposed bare legs.
Ryan's part was being controlled by Nikki. It intrigued her. Seeing the erection pressed against his pants, she revealed a look of triumph. "I also believe we're overdue for a break from our obligations."
Nikki moved towards him. "Who's the man I'm so drawn to, letting go of all my inhibitions for a secret encounter with you?"
She slipped off his wedding ring. "The symbol of your love for your woman. Your vows. But is it so difficult to simply be yourself for tonight? Doesn't it feel untruthful to suddenly change who you are?"
He held his stance, shocked at her words. "Our marriage vows and the person I've been...."
"Yeah," Nikki repeated, laughing. "Your wedding band is a part of the well-oiled machine. The husband who I'm so willingly handing myself to for this secret tryst."
Ryan fumbled with his wedding ring. "Love," he said as he slid it off.
"What's true love?" Nikki asked, mystified by his throwing away the band while displaying a mix of regret and exhilaration. "It symbolizes your ties. Your authenticity and holding close to your principles."
Ryan kept his place, puzzled by her perception. "I suppose."
Nikki knelt. "Do you desire any further discussions?"
"I don't know."
Nikki loosened his trousers as she released harsh panting sounds. His growing desire captivated her. "I don't want to wrack our heads about the morality. I only want to make love to you, Ryan."
She reached up, removed his pants, and pulled them off. His throbbing member made her mouth water. "I want to drown in all of you." Her hands enveloped his cock, stroking it until his breaths grew louder. "The second time I've yearned for you."
Her eyes traced his body while licking her lips. "I often wonder how I didn't see it earlier."
Her gaze into his face confidently, captivated by the sight of his persuaded expression
"I don't want any private talks." Her moans filled the silence. "All I want is you."
She enveloped his member, enjoying his spectacular organ. The sounds of him moaning encouraged her.
"What will you do to me?" she teased. "Taste me...fill me up."
Nikki's moans escalated as she engulfed the entire length of his cock, eliciting a grunt from him. "There's no waning in my desire. I'm keeping us vivacious."
She looked up at Ryan. "I adore watching your face while it seems you're powerless to my affection. I absolutely crave making love to you."
Her lips closed around his organ, teasing him. "Take me, please."
Nikki wanted to see him undressed for a naked truth. "I'll be the other half, igniting your deliciously dirty thoughts."
Her lips slid over his manhood as she kneaded his balls. A moan escaped him as he felt the pleasure and long-awaited need. His pleasure was a rush of electricity to Nikki.
Finally, Nikki lifted her eyes to meet his as she went deeper, capturing the essence of her boldness. "Do you feel this change in our dynamics?"
His moans only fanned the fire within her.
Nikki's lips engulfed as much of him as they could, feeling his shudder through her body. This was the other half of Ryan that she saw only after two decades. Vulnerability. Why did she need to be that powerful in front of him?
"This wasn't meant to be complicated. It's a luxury hotel, and we're adventurous individuals."
She held his gaze, lowering her head to his manhood, constricting her throat and swallowing down the essence of the once hidden wild in him, concealed by his responsibility as a husband. "Turning back time, undoing years of desire, and releasing the fury bubbling within," she murmured as she sucked enthusiastically, promising reignition of lost sparks.
"Please, do it. I'm repeatedly seeking you," she coaxed, her body twisting in anticipation.
"Fuck," Ryan groaned, feeling the sensations escalate.
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His fingers were reaching down to meet hers. Similar to their outdoor experience, he seemed reluctant. Nikki had wished Ryan would be more at ease. Pulling her locks, leading her. Pushing her hair back, compelling her to look up at him as he spoke of his impending utilization of her fit body. His large hands cradling her head, forcefully face-fucking her as she gasped and battled her gag reflexes - all for his sexual joy. These carnal thoughts flashed through her mind as Ryan merely stroked her hair. At least his actions helped keep it away from her face. There was a sense of tenderness to it, as if he were admiring what he had before him. She liked that sentiment, even if it was somewhat docile. Tonight they could connect. Tonight they could expand. In due course, Nikki reassured herself.
She dispersed. Nikki took a deep breath, nestling up against his shaft, her hair dropping dramatically as she did so. She murmured in pleasure, delighting at the sensation of his stiff member rubbing against her face.
"Oh my god, you feel magnificent."
Nikki chuckled. "Honestly, you don't even know."
"Not so?" Ryan replied mockingly.
She held his gaze for a moment before pulling away. She crept up onto the bed. Resting her elbows and widening her legs, she displayed her bare pussy in front of her married partner. Nikki couldn't hide her grin as she observed Ryan's attire removal. He was quick to remove his trousers, having already loosened them in an effort to orally pleasure his cock. Now he hurriedly disassembled the fastenings of his shirt, casting it aside once he got past them. With a fast lift up of his undershirt, he was now entirely exposed. Nikki deemed his physique agreeable. Not one with the superbly sculpted physique typical of young men, but one striving to maintain his form.
The bounce of his erection as he made his way to her enthralled Nikki. Only once he laid his body down on the bed did her gaze shift back to his.
Nikki relaxed on the mattress. Ryan positioned himself above her, his face merely inches from hers. His odor filled her nostrils. The warmth of his body radiated into her. The sense of his erect member on the verge of penetrating her stimulated Nikki.
However, that hesitation was present once more. He was merely gazing into her eyes. All the men she'd been with previously hadn't delayed in invading her form. What obstacles did he need to traverse to slip into her?
"I'm warm for you," Nikki murmured.
"I can feel the heat between your legs."
"Fuck me." She maintained her lips parted, inhaling through her lungs, awaiting his entrance.
Instead, he hesitated.
Nikki reclaimed his penis. After briefly caressing it, she lowered it. His hips followed. The sensation of his tip sliding into her eager cunt granted pleasure to Nikki. Small gasps seeped from her as she rubbed his cock against her moistness.
Then Ryan pushed in. The feeling of his glans pushing deeply into her aching pussy brought euphoria. Nikki exclaimed, her urges to be fucked finally being sated. Nevertheless, their eyes remained riveted. His cock seized to its maximum length moved further within her. She felt her accommodating folds widening to follow his girth. Soon, he was connected to the hilt - his pelvis tampering with her clit.
Nikki emitted a long repelled moan. "That's it. Fuck me."
She sensed Ryan's focus disintegrate as he commenced thrusting. His eyes closed, and his expression contorted with the contentment Nikki's vagina delivered. Watching her husband enjoy himself inside her sent shudders through her physique. Feeling Ryan's rod plunging into her imminently drove her towards climax. Nikki shut her eyelids as well, allowing herself a second to maintain control as her hips responded to his.
"Fuck! Holy fuck you're divine!"
"Think yourself mine, hmm?" he grunted. "Mine to fill with my cock. You're just a whore yearning for her holes to be occupied, aren't you?"
Ooh! Nikki was elated by his attempt at raunchy discourse. She knew there was a pent-up, unfulfilled youthful man within him. Aiding him in emerging was her mission. "Yes," she moaned. "For you, I'm a depraved slut. Fill my cunt. Strut through the town tonight with my fluid dripping from my legs. Parade me as your wife to everyone that you own my anus."
Ryan had increased his rate of thrusting. Nikki's hands clutched onto his chest, feeling his vitality as he pushed into her. "We need to put you in the raunchiest clothes you possess. To show how much of a whore you are for some married, older dick."
"Some gleaming tight shorts and a babygirl top. Me clinging to you as we hit the clubs. Playing the slut to demonstrate you're my guy."
"Playing the slut? You are a slut."
Nikki dug her nails into his flesh. She was working up to her climax and enjoyed each crack in his restraint with every penetration. He'd changed from a fast pace to lengthy strokes inside her. The shift in style made her heart thrill - Nikki had gotten so used to her former lovers pounding away till they climaxed. She was beginning to lament that she was so close to climaxing when Ryan clearly had the endurance for all-night partying.
A pause, and Nikki sensed the emptiness of Ryan's cock withdrawing from her.
"Wait, what?"
"I, I just don't... are we truly doing this, aren't we?"
A million screams surged through Nikki's mind as she sat up. For a second she was speechless. She saw as Ryan sat on the edge of the bed, a concern on his face. Yet she sensed there was still a yearning spirit burning inside him, as his gaze remained fixed on her form.
"Ryan," she eventually began. "I want to give myself to you. I want you to relish... this. Me. Us. You make me feel outstanding. I was almost to climax, truth be told." She snickered. "I wasn't, bad, or anything, was I?"
"No! No. I, I was as well. I was just... I can't believe this is happening."
Nikki caressed a hand between her legs. She spread them again, and began to massage herself. Even she was surprised with how moist she was. Her fingers traced the entry to her femininity, quickly coating the tip in her juices. A little giggle broke the quietness that had fallen between them as she gave a self-stimulating display.
At least she had his full attention.
"I know your desire, Ryan. Eat me. I guarantee you'll cherish the most delicious fruit you've ever tasted."
Ryan raised his eyes to her. He must've seen the desire in her eyes. His gaze moved back down to her hairless femininity. Temptation won out over reason, and he moved in. "I'll bet you taste just like peaches."
"Mmm, more like ambrosia, love. Mine is a flavor befitting a goddess."
He chuckled with a hint of rough enchantment as his face nestled in between her luscious thighs. His hand went over her body. One hand rested on her side as the other took a breast in his hand. Nikki closed her eyes as she felt his head burrow in. His tongue began lapping at her juices.
Ryan impressed her. For as much as he may have been missing out for nearly two decades, he exhibited more attention than any other boyfriend who would go down on her ever did. He'd entertain her clit, but he would also move around, tantalizing the entirety of her femininity. All the while his hands played with her. Squeezing her nipples. The caress of his hands along her curves. Over her navel and anywhere they chose to explore.
His tongue darted about her pussy. Sometimes he held it flat, covering large areas as it traveled. Other times he stiffened it, thrusting it in and against her folds. He had to have been tasting her juices, she could feel them continuing to dampen his face. Even his lips found their way in. They tantalized her eager pussy as well. Grazing and teasing her clit or what she could best guess was a kissing gesture that thrilled her. Nikki wasn't sure if he was simply doing the alphabet trick. She didn't care. She was being orally pleased and it was divine.
"Oh, God!" She gasped. "That's it! Right there, right there, right there."
Nikki could feel her climax building again. It wasn't coming on as powerfully or intensely as it had before. Nonetheless, she thought he could bring her to orgasm if she let him feast on her for as long as he wanted. As fun as the moment was, she was pining to feel Ryan's married prick inside her once more.
When Ryan finally did draw back, Nikki seized the chance. She got on all fours. Crawling into position, she offered her backside to him. Looking over her shoulder, hair in a mess, she called out to her lover. "Take me. Fuck me. Make me yours!"
The mattress sagged beneath Ryan's approach from behind her. Every shift in weight built anticipation within her. Finally a hand on her backside. A caress from her partner's hand. Nikki moaned as she felt the tip of his penis tease her labia. The wetness her pussy unleashed on his manhood. Him pressing against her. Another gasp as she felt her surrender to his presence. The length of his shaft as he penetrated her. Until finally his body was fully pressed against her buttocks.
"Alright, that's it!" she exclaimed, her voice full of certainty but also reflecting the delight she felt. "Fuck my tight pussy. Give it to me."
Ryan began thrusting rhythmically into her, and Nikki could feel her buttocks slapping against his movements. Her breasts bounced with each impact of their bodies. Finally, she was getting fucked and it felt great. Waves of audible pleasure escaped her as his dick plunged into her.
"Damn it, Nicole," he huffed. "You feel too good to be real."
"This is real, sweetheart. I'm yours. You've fought the battle. Now you've won. Possess me. Take me. Mark me as your possession. And I'll call you king!"
For a moment, Nikki thought about how over the top her words were. But then she saw the increased intensity of Ryan's thrusts, so she knew it worked. She wasn't lying, he truly was a king. A king who had once been neglected and left abandoned. A man she salvaged and turned back into a powerful being by encouraging him to act and claim his privileges.
One of his hands reached under her and cupped a breast. Her reaction was delightful. As he squeezed, she let out a scream that matched his deep groan. The sensations of him touching her and the sounds of their connected carnal lust reverberated around the room sent shivers down her spine.
"Yes! Feel me up! Dominate me! I'm yours to use."
Nikki was now panting heavily. Her pussy was dripping wet. She was about to cum. She told Ryan so, and he responded by adjusting his grip on her hips. With each stroke, he was thrusting harder and deeper. The image of her ass so vulnerable to his hands and cock sent her over the edge. She let out a shriek, a sense of joyous climax taking over her.
"Oh damn! Nikki, oh!"
With one last strike, he thrust his cock as far into her as he could. Ryan let out a roar. It was a sound she wasn't used to. Moans caused by her were eliciting similar responses from him.
She had been taken before, the young men who made up her history with disappointments had all experienced her body. But this was different. The sperm of a beloved married man now filled her. Seed that was meant for his partner. Now willingly given to her. It wasn't just a one night stand. There was an air of power accompanying the sperm. It excited her.
His cock remained within her for a while. She enjoyed feeling full after cumming. Their sexual desires now fulfilled, he drew his hands back to her hips. He began to thrust with greater force and depth into Nikki. Stories of being grabbed and fucked consumed her. With a shriek desiring to scream her release, her body spasmed.
"Oh shit. Nikki! Oh!"
Given one final thrust, his cock hit its furthest depth inside her. Ryan bellowed. It wasn't as restrained as she usually expected, but the feeling it caused in her made it much more satisfying. Due to their mutual satisfaction, his cum filled her. Nikki couldn't help but snicker afterwards. Flipping over, she laid back down, feeling fulfilled. Ryan walked around the room, grabbed a tissue, and wiped himself off.
"I can't believe I came inside you," he breathed heavily. "Please, please assure me you're on the pill."
"No worries," Nikki calmly said. "I'm not getting pregnant. I'm not ready. We're safe."
"Thank God." His laughter was reserved.
"How do you feel?"
He glanced at her with a baffled expression. "Like I won the lottery."
"But, what if..." he stammered. "What if she finds out? Anyone? I don't want anything we've worked toward destroyed."
Nikki sat up. "Not exactly. That's not how I see it. Sure, it's cheating. Yes. But let's focus on the real issue here. Are you getting any action at home?"
Ryan stared at her, disbelief in his eyes. "No, not really."
"Ever done it doggy style with her?"
"Nicole, seriously."
"I'm serious! For that matter, when did she last come to you for some passion?"
He stopped and stared at her. "I can't remember. It's been years ago."
"Okay." Nikki knew she sounded a tad bratty, but she didn't care. "Humans are animals. It's tough to pretend we don't yearn for primal sex. The kind where we're bent over and ravished. Where hair is pulled. Scratching and clawing and sweaty and messy sex. I may not be as seasoned as you, but even I know that sometimes you need a hard pounding to remind yourself who you are."
"You're amazing! I've had my fair share of relationships, but none compares to you. I'm genuinely impressed!" she exclaimed, trying to suppress Ryan's modest grin. "I can't recall a time when I've been this eager for someone. Your mere presence excites me. I feel bad I didn't resist for longer. But experiencing you climaxing inside me, planting your seed in me... There's something special about it, like a discovery or a realization. You truly are incredible. If you continue being yourself and avoiding attention, you'll be just fine."
"But what's in it for me?"
"Me?" Nikki maintained her gaze, wanting to connect with him. "For the first time in my life, I'll have a respectable relationship. I've spent my life entertaining boys, hoping for something to develop. Suddenly, I realize I need a man. And you're just the perfect fit."
She flipped her hair away from her face. "It's unfortunate you're married, but it's also favourable. I need to put in the extra effort to get to you. To score time with you. And it's worth it – offering myself to you is more than enough. No matter what I'm unable to have, like wearing your ring, it doesn't matter. I'm content being the 'other woman.' I understand you'll have me on your mind, what we share, and what's possible between us. Even though I don't wear your wedding band, my body will experience your cock, and my face will receive your unwanted favors. And who knows how Sherri feels about this? But if she doesn't have a problem with it, then I gain even more."
"Do you dislike Sherri?"
It seemed Ryan had shifted the focus of his questioning. Perhaps it was due to Nikki's inability to immediately provide a response. Or maybe because she had never heard Sherri's name until now. Regardless of the reason, Nikki discovered herself momentarily speechless, lacking a counterargument. She made her way to the glass doors.
"Not personally. But it appears she has this stunning specimen of a man. Muscular. Intelligent. Hardworking. Incredible in bed." Nikki winked at Ryan. "However, she's wasting this incredible asset. Not just the attractive part. So if I can assist you in realizing your potential... Why wouldn't I?"
Ryan joined her by the doors. "We must remain anonymous."
"I'm incapable of revealing our secret. I'd lose you."
She could feel his arms tighten around her. Nikki gripped his hands. She couldn't help but notice his wedding band engraved around his finger. Nonetheless, there was an underlying softness in his embrace. Something Nikki hadn't experienced in years. She leaned back against Ryan, wishing to fuse with him. Unfortunately, they were still two distinct individuals.
Out of nowhere, Nikki opened the balcony door and stepped outside. The city's noise filled their ears. Now she was elevated above it all. Still gripping his hand, she strolled out onto the balcony. As soon as she reached the railing, she turned around. She planted a kiss on his chest and gradually stroked down to his groin. The scent of their lovemaking wafted from his penis. Nikki licked her lips.
"Whoa, whoa, dare I ask what the hell is going on here?!"
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