Fun continues with college girl & a stranger.
"No you won't." I answered.
Carl liked my idea, especially the part where he put his dick in me. We left for the Red Rose after a liquid lunch.
I was relieved that Brad's car was not in the motel's parking lot when we arrived. Carl went in and booked us a room.
Carl emerged from the office with the key to room 38 in his hand. As I followed him to the red door I wondered if Brad and Andrea had used this room for their afternoon liaisons.
It was your generic second-rate motel room. A double bed covered with brown chenille bedspread, fake wood grain Arborite drawers and dressing table. There were two wingback chairs positioned around a small table in front of the window, A large picture of a matador and a bull hung over the bed. This is where I was about to break my wedding vows I had honored all these years.
I had asked Carl to stop at a liquor store to pick up a 26 ouncer of whiskey and sent him to the motel's pop machine to get some ice and mix before we started. While he was gone I slipped into the bathroom to get ready.
I slipped my dress off and admired my figure in the mirror. A well-filled white lacey bra and a pair of French cut bikini panties that showed my flat stomach to full advantage.
I released my breasts from their prison and they tumbled out enjoying their new found freedom. My large pink nipples were already erect in anticipation of what I was about to do.
I stepped out of my panties choosing to leave my black patent heels on. I was not a "glamour girl", my bush was very sixties, just trimmed into a neat covering over the entrance to my pussy.
I emerged from the bathroom wearing a single strand of pearls. I could tell by the look on Carl's face he approved.
Carl poured our drinks and we sat discussing what we were about to do. All the time he was studying my naked body he was about to enjoy.
"I don't want us to do this out of revenge." I said, "I want it to be because we enjoy each other."
Carl agreed not wanting to risk his opportunity to sample my wares.
It was time to consummate our meeting Swallowing the remainder of my drink I took my position naked ion the bed and watched Carl strip.
Carl was a hunk, a well-built man in his late twenties in top physical condition. When he dropped his boxer shorts my heart skipped a beat. His cock was fully erect, the most beautiful nine inches I had ever seen. The smooth helmet was like a huge mushroom promising me of ecstasy to come. It was my first indication of what I had been denying myself all these years.
Carl approached me as I sat on the edge of the bed, his beautiful cock like a dowsing rod drawing him to my mouth.
Grasping his fat member I guided him into my warm wet mouth. As he slid over my tongue my lips sealed around incredible cock trapping him in a vacuum chamber of saliva. For the first time since my high school days I was sucking a cock!
It felt good to have a mouthful of cock again, especially such a thick one. Like riding a bicycle one never forgets how to suck a cock. My tongue swirled up and over the head while my hand yanked him just above his balls.
Carl was making soft moaning noises and thrusting his cock between my lips as he held my head firmly on him. The tip of his cock was almost entering my throat.
My hand gently squeezed his balls urging the sperm from them. I knew I was going to drink his cum.
I worked his cock for about five minutes before he rewarded me with his load of jism. Spurt after spurt of thick cream cum shot I to my mouth until my teeth were awash in a sea of salty brine. Unhesitatingly I swallowed his cum as if it were raw oysters.
Carl's cream dripped from my chin as he pulled his drained dick from my mouth.
"That was good!" I said smacking my cum coated lips.
I poured myself another drink to wash the taste of cum from my mouth and give Carl time to recover. All the while he stared at my naked pussy in anticipation of stuffing it with his spectacular cock.
"How do you want it?" he finally asked.
I want to be on top and do all the work." I requested.