‘You two should go to sleep, we’ll have to wake up early tomorrow,’ he said, but in reality, he just meant for us to separate so there wouldn’t be any “funny business” between us. He waited for me at the bedroom door and when I got closer to him, I saw his eyes lowering to my chest, probably seeing my erect nipples. I could feel my cheeks heating but I lowered my head pretending not to notice it, and I went to my room.
Marina was still taking her shower so I might have a couple of minutes alone. I went under the covers and without hesitation, I slipped my hand inside my shorts and started to play with my pussy, remembering the sensation of hands touching my boobs, the look of pleasure on Nathan’s face when I pressed my hand against his hard dick. Then my thoughts changed to his father’s eyes dropping to my chest, my erect nipples pressed against the thin white cotton of my t-shirt. I felt myself get even more aroused by having a handsome man’s eyes on boobs, because even though Bruno was almost forty-five, he was very attractive, tall, almost 6.1, always going to the gym with Nathan to keep himself in good shape, with warm brown eyes, black hair and sun-bathed skin. He was almost the opposite of my boyfriend who was 5.7, with light skin and sand blond hair, similar to his mother. I felt myself getting closer to cuming, then the door suddenly opened almost making me jump in bed. Marina’s shower was clearly over, but thankfully when she opened the door, she had her head down while she used a towel to dry her hair so she didn’t see me pulling my hand out from between my legs and close my eyes. I heard her moving quietly towards her bed and then the light from the lamp was off. Guilt started to flood my conscience for thinking of my father in law’s roaming eyes while I touched myself.
I felt my phone vibrating under my pillow waking me up and letting me know it was one am, the time I told Nathan I would be going to his bedroom. I silently got up not wanting to wake up Marina. Opening the door to the hallway I saw a faint light at the end of it coming from the television on the social area. I smiled thinking of Nathan sitting on the couch with his hard dick waiting for me and I couldn’t help but smile with the excitement. I got to the end of it and leaned on my side against the wall attempting a sexy pose, looking in the direction of the couch and feeling the smile disappear from my face being replaced by shock at the scene that greeted me. Bruno was sitting on the couch, he had no shirt on, his head was thrown back with his eyes closed in pleasure while his right hand moved up and down pumping his dick slowly. I could see he was way bigger and thicker than Nathan, and even with the room being only illuminated by the television, I could see precum glistening on the tip of it. I never saw anything like this before, the sight of my boyfriend’s father moving his hand up and down his dick was so erotic that I couldn’t look away. He hadn’t heard or seen me, he was too focused on his own pleasure. I started to feel aroused, and completely forgetting the guilt from earlier and without taking my eyes of him, I slipped my right hand inside my panties surprised to feel the lace starting to get wet, and with my left arm still against the wall, I lifted my hand to touch my right boob. I closed my eyes momentarily, feeling the pleasure rise, using my fingers to circle my clit while pinching my nipple with the other hand. I opened my eyes again looking at Bruno, seeing he still hadn’t noticed me, watching his hand moving up and down, wishing it was my hand moving there, pleasuring him. I didn’t know if I wanted him to see me there or if I wanted him to remain ignorant of his whereabouts, I just wanted to watch him and touch myself while doing it. I put a finger inside my tight hole coping his rhythm, and started to move in and out, feeling my juices coat my hand.
Suddenly he dropped his head opening his eyes and turned to my direction. It happened so fast, I didn’t have time to move, my finger was still inside of me so I just stopped moving and I notice him doing the same, both of us staring at each other’s face completely paralyzed, waiting for some reaction from one another. He was the first to do something, moving his eyes slowly down my body, stopping for a while at my shorts where my hand was visible before coming back to my face, making my body shiver. When our eyes met, he moved his hand, without saying a word, without breaking eye contact, and started to pump his dick again, giving me courage to do the same, to move my finger in and out of me. I never felt myself this wet, I could feel my juices coating my legs, it was possible to hear the wet noises slightly lower than the movie in the TV, from every time my hand moved. It was insanity, he was my boyfriend’s father, he was thirty years older than me, his wife and children were sleeping a short distance from us, but at that moment, in that hotel apartment, none of this mattered, the only thing that mattered was for us to cum. His eyes were focused on me, watching my hand moving inside my shorts while my other hand fondled my boobs, his hand going faster on his dick, his mouth releasing low throaty groans. I wanted to moan but being close to the bedroom doors I was afraid someone might hear me and come out to check. It didn’t take long for my fear to turn into reality, when I heard a door being opened behind me. I pulled my hands away, and turned meeting my boyfriend’s face coming out of the door to his room. I lift my finger to my lips so he wouldn’t make a noise and turned to his father on the couch who was trying to pull his pants back on. Our eyes met briefly before I walked away towards Nathan’s bedroom closing the door behind me.
‘What happened? Is already 1:08. I was waiting for you,’ he said. For a moment I was surprised all of that happened in eight minutes. I was really aroused, completely soaked, so I didn’t think much about it, taking off my top and pulling down my shorts and panties, seeing my legs and pussy glistening with juices on the low light from the lamp. When I straightened, my boyfriend was already naked with his hand wrapped around his dick waiting for me in his bed.
‘I never saw you this wet for me before, I can see it dripping down your legs!’ I walked towards him slowly, forcing myself to ignore his comment before I started to feel guilty again, after all, I was wet for his father not him, and so, without saying a word I pushed him on the bed, and straddled him rubbing myself on his dick, making us both moan in pleasure. His eyes closed and his hands took my waist, travelling up in search of my boobs. I lifted my body and grabbing hold of his dick, I impaled myself on him all the way down in only one thrust surprising both of us. I was so freaking wet and turned on at that moment, that I just went all the way down in one motion. I moaned loud with the pleasure and pain of having his dick inside of me so fast. He moaned too and reaching my boobs he squeezed them eliciting another moan from my lips. I had my eyes closed, so I could only feel when he sat on the bed, with his dick still lodge inside of me, and his father image on the couch came rushing back into my mind. He took my left nipple in his mouth and I kept my eyes closed imagining it was Bruno’s mouth sucking on me. I moved my hips, feeling him move inside of me, making him suck a little harder with his mouth and then I started to rock my hips faster still keeping my eyes closed. I did that again and again, pretending he was his father. He groaned under me and turned us pushing me on my back on the bed, slipping completely out of me making me open my eyes and see him.