The Spare Room – Horny Couple Finds A Playmate

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When Dawn’s apartment flooded and she had nowhere to go, I didn’t hesitate.  I barely knew the girl outside of the office meetings and polite lunchroom chatter, but there was just something about Dawn.  Something soft and mysterious.  “My husband won’t mind”,  I told her over coffee at work.  “We’ve got the spare room just sitting there”. The following Friday, while Dawn was moving in, my husband came home early.  I was making the three of us cocktails while they were getting to know each other a bit.  We were off to a great start.  Happy to have Dawn staying in the spare room.

While I was making up her bed, she asked me if I had any spare panties.  It seems she had forgotten to pack any.  Watching her slip into my pretty pink panties was a real turn on.  I couldn’t wait to start sharing more with her.

The Crack Of Dawn – The Spare Room

The weeks were passing by quickly and soon turned into months after Dawn moved into the spare room.  We enjoyed doing everything together. Starting with the small, late night talks.  Lingering glances, sharing panties, and touching in the hallways.  I started sneaking out of my own bed and joining her in the spare room.  Kissing came like fire, hot, hungry and unstoppable.  What little clothing we had on peeling away quickly every night as we explored each others soft, warm, feminine bodies.  My hands and mouth enveloping every inch of her young tight body, leaving her gasping and moaning.  Trembling under my touch.  Tangling in the sheets, damp with sweat and our sweet secretions.  We were becoming more than roommates. The spare room was opening a whole new world of possibilities for us.  We began waking up together and my husband was feeling a bit neglected and left out.

Who Ate All The Pussy?

Remarkably enough, he began questioning the activity and sounds coming from the spare room.  Eventually we invited him to join us. Seeming very nervous, he entered the spare room late one night.  Dawn and I lay side by side teasing each other.  My husband’s impatience was too much for him to hold back.  He pushed his way between us, enthusiastically sucking on Dawn’s nipple, then mine.  Moving between Dawn’s legs, I ran my nails lightly up her inner thighs. Giving her chills as I went.  My tongue caressed her, investigating her most intimate parts.  Slipping inside and savoring the taste.  Thrusting two fingers into her folds and feeling egged on by her moans.  Dawn’s compulsively grinding hips against my face as she let out a panting howl.

The spare room had never seen this much activity.  Eager to reciprocate, we switched places.  Dawn’s tongue was pure magic.  Causing me to tremble as my clit begin twitching.  My back arching as my toes began to curl.  My horny spouse clambering as he rubbed his cock head at Dawn’s entrance before sinking deep Inside her.  “Harder!” she yelled out between licking and sucking my juices.  He continued slamming his stiff and throbbing cock into her bent over pussy until he blew a massive load deep inside her.

Nights turned hotter, days turned sweeter.  Going to bed happier and waking up with kisses trailing down our spines.  Exploring each other deeply, it wasn’t just lust.  It was everything.  We didn’t have a label, we didn’t need one.  Just the spare room.

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