A Few Days Away

I smiled as I pressed 'send' to confirm our first two night's accommodation with Stefan, the hotel receptionist. Finally, our week away was arranged, and Veronica's long-awaited trip to celebrate her birthday was back on - originally planned for June 2020, but delayed for the obvious reason!

Veronica was given very few details of the week. She knew that we would be spending the first two nights in one hotel, one night at a tiny and very sought-after restaurant/hotel, and the final few nights in a boutique hotel near a beach. The week would unfold to her as it went along, she always found it exciting to go with the flow and enjoyed not knowing exactly where she was going.

I had learned long ago that by moving around she would relax noticeably; short stays allowed the naughty side of her nature to reveal itself, not only to me, but to anybody else lucky enough to be chosen by her for a little fun. Too long at one place invariably resulted with some very embarrassing encounters at breakfast, or her refusal to even contemplate breakfast at all to avoid the possibility of encountering a previous evening's lucky voyeur/victim.

As is usual, a week before we were due to depart, all manner of boxes from various upmarket online stores arrived in considerable numbers. I wasn't about to complain, I knew each contained a stunning outfit, or what Veronica liked to call 'little extras' to add some spice to our break. As much as she enjoyed the element of surprise about where we were actually going, her excitement was at least matched by my own imagination running wild trying to guess what she had bought.

When at last, the big day arrived, she instructed me to load our bags into the car, making me promise not to wander upstairs to check on her progress with getting ready for the trip. Her instructions were that she would be at least two hours and I would receive a text when she was ready to leave. Once received, I was to wait in the car and be ready to drive away immediately.

I couldn't wait. It was going to be a long, long two hours. I knew exactly why her instructions were so explicit; she would be wearing something so stunning that she wanted to be sure I would be ready to drive away immediately she stepped out of the house. She wanted to reduce the potential of encountering any of our neighbours.

Almost three infuriating and frustrating hours later, I almost jumped out of my skin when my phone finally pinged. The message simply read; 'Now! Before I lose my nerve'.

I was in the car like a shot, motor running and staring at the front door in anticipation.

When she finally stepped out a few seconds later, I could not believe my eyes! Veronica has fairly short fair hair, but the woman walking as quickly as she could towards the car had dark, dead strait, shoulder length auburn hair. Her dark lipstick matched the colour of the hair. She was wearing a pair of oversized Gucci sunglasses, and even I would not have recognised her as my own wife had she walked past me in the street!

What made the view even better was that I hadn't been able to resist parking further down the drive than she would have wanted, and the payback of risking her annoyance was definitely worth it. She was a vision of absolute perfection. Her outfit comprised of a very sheer blouse that barely provided any cover to her magnificent, and virtually braless breasts ('virtually' because clearly visible was the tiniest, thinnest piece of lace fighting to contain its contents with each step she took), she wore a tight skirt, and over her shoulder was a designer handbag with a strap that pulled her blouse tight against her. Over her arm was draped a leather jacket.

Fucking WOW! No wonder she had wanted me ready to drive away immediately, although I don't think our neighbours would have recognised her for a chat, they certainly would be more than a little curious about who the stunning woman was that I was about to drive away with.

She slid into the car next to me and placed her jacket almost primly upon her lap. She was trying to play it cool, but the slightly too fast rise and fall of her breasts gave away her excitement. It had taken some nerve to reveal herself so boldly between the house and the car. After a few seconds, and with a slightly shaky voice she spoke for the first time;

'Are you ever going to stop staring and get on with the driving?'

I forced myself to snap out of it, and put the car into gear. We were on our way to a week of fun.

As soon as we were under way, Veronica placed her handbag on the floor and reached behind me to place her jacket behind my seat in the confined space of the small coupé. I could guess how much fun the week ahead was going to when as she placed her hand in my lap and tutted when she felt the bulge she encountered;

'My, my we might need to do something about that as soon as we are out of town. I don't want you to be uncomfortable all the way there darling. How far do we have to go?'

I tried to appear calm when I told her we should be there for about 3 o'clock, give or take 30 minutes, but the growing bulge betrayed my excitement. She grasped me more firmly, and replied in a slightly unsteady voice;

'I think we might arrive a little later than that, I forgot to pack some of my favourite Café Crème cigars, so we will have to stop at a service station on the way. Sorry darling'.

I couldn't believe what I was being told. I was already stunned at just how daring her outfit was for arriving to a hotel on day one of our adventure, and hoped the tiny leather jacket covered more than it appeared it would when we arrived at reception, but now she was telling me she had 'forgotten' to pack her cigars. No way had she forgotten, she always had a little tin in her luggage. Veronica never smoked at home, but doing so on our many breaks was one of the signs that the naughty side of her nature wanted to play.

We were soon out of town, the sun was shining and Veronica's hand became more and more interested in playing with my cock. Could life ever be better than this?

At first, and for what seemed like an age as the miles passed, she was happy to gently stroke me until she could feel the length of my cock straining against my shorts. Just when I thought she was never going to have the nerve to go any further (the traffic was slow, and every lane busy), she suddenly began to undo the button and pull down my zipper. At last, my now fully erect cock was free.

The traffic was so busy that were now down to less than 40mph, but I was in no hurry to get anywhere, Veronica had drawn her feet up onto her seat and sat sideways to face me as her expert hand slowly moved up and down the hard shaft. She chatted about her excitement at having to pluck up the nerve to even walk out of our front door, confessing that she almost chickened out, but knowing even her closest friend would not have recognised her had spurred her on.

As she chatted, she made no attempt to conceal what she was doing as we passed trucks and vans. It was obvious to me that we were not going unnoticed, but I didn't want to break the spell of Veronica not giving a damn about anybody else.

'I know you love the bra darling, but God it irritates the hell out of my nipples. I may have to lose it when we stop soon. Look at them'.

The traffic was getting worse, and just as we slowed to almost walking pace, she turned to face the front of the car and snapped open the front of her blouse. It was only then that I realised the blouse had no buttons, but snap fixings that simply pulled apart. I looked to my left to see a pair of fully erect nipples jutting out on full display at exactly the moment a UPS van pulled alongside. I stared at her tits, I stared at the UPS driver and then back at the tits. He was getting a grandstand view of my wife's incredibly aroused breasts from less than ten feet away. There was no way her timing was a coincidence, she must have known he was about to pull alongside.

She casually slipped out of the blouse before removing the tiny bra. Clearly in no rush, and apparently quite happy that she was putting herself on display to a total stranger. After putting the blouse back on, she left it open and made no attempt to cover herself as she returned to her position facing me. I was already utterly stunned, but the situation went to a whole new level when, just as I looked left to see the face of the grinning UPS driver staring back, she lowered her head into my lap. I felt the warmth of her lips against the head of my cock. She slowly enveloped it, then began lowering her mouth down its full length.

I don't know who was more shocked, the UPS driver or me. With the traffic virtually at a standstill for what seemed an age, Veronica murmured her pleasure with each rise and fall of her head. I couldn't have stopped her if a coach had pulled alongside! It was taking all of my concentration just to keep the car moving in unison with the slowly increasing traffic speed.

Unsurprisingly, the UPS driver was doing his best to maintain station alongside, but unfortunately for him the traffic was now increasing speed considerably. Perhaps sensing that I was about to fill her mouth with cum, Veronica abruptly sat up, wiped her lips sexily and gave the UPS driver a little wave. Her tits remained on full display for him.

My balls ached with the frustration of coming so close to shooting their load into her mouth, and I still could not believe what had just happened. Veronica, always incredibly sexy, but at the same time with barriers she would not cross under any circumstances, had just given me a very public blow job. Not by accident but by design. I was beyond shocked.

'I think Mr UPS enjoyed that darling, and bless him he's doing his best to keep up, but would you mind leaving him behind?'.

My wish was her command; I was only too happy to get away from her new best friend. He had seen enough of my gorgeous wife.

Veronica was no longer stroking me, but when I tried to put away the softening flesh, she slapped the back of my hand. 'Leave it where it is, I might find a new friend later'. I was shocked, but obviously obeyed, and was quite comfortable with the situation until she told me to raise myself to allow her to pull my shorts completely down. She leant into the footwell to remove them completely as I concentrated on driving. Luckily my shirt was long enough to cover my embarrassment.

A few more miles passed, and we were now clear of the UPS van, although I would occasionally glimpse him in the rear-view mirror trying his best to catch up. I couldn't blame him; I would have been doing exactly the same!

'Oh goody, there's a service station in one mile. That will do for me to get my cigars. Pull in there would you darling?'

Stop? This soon? She could not be serious. I knew every truck, van and SUV driver who had glanced in our direction for the past 10 miles had got an eyeful of her breasts, and I was sure the UPS van was back in sight. She must have known it was too soon and far too risky.

I tried pleading with her;

'There's another one in twenty miles. Wouldn't that be a better idea? I'm not too sure we've left the UPS driver far enough behind'

'I would hope you haven't left him too far behind. That's why I want to stop at this one, just make sure you indicate in good time before we turn in, I'd hate for him to drive straight past'.

I knew I should protest, but at precisely the moment I opened my mouth to do so, she leant over and flicked on the indicator. 'Don't you dare disobey me. Not now. I am feeling so horny I could fuck you as soon as the car stops, but that's for later at the hotel. Before then, I am going to blow your mind with what I have planned. I know you'll love it, and when we do fuck later it will be intense as we talk about the drive'.

Her voice was shaking again and I noticed her nipples were still rock hard. Whatever she had planned was really turning her on. Although I was beginning to panic at the revelation Veronica could be so aggressive, I didn't dare argue.

We slowed to a stop in a space Veronica pointed to. Away from the shops, on the very edge of the car park with a hedge close to my side of the car. I imagined every security camera zooming in to see what was going on in the car that had parked so far away from other traffic, and about as far as it was possible to get from the services and shops.

'I don't want to you panicking putting these back on, so I'll just pop your shorts into the trunk for now. Pop it open, please darling'.

Again, I was about to protest that she was going too far, but the tone of her voice and the hardness of her nipples was enough to dissuade me. I did as I was told.

When she leant into the back to retrieve her jacket and I could actually feel the hardness of her nipples brush against my arm. I'm sure she let out a tiny gasp at the sensation.

'Oh good, there he is now' she exclaimed. I looked into the rear-view mirror to see the UPS van parking a couple of rows behind us, about 100' away and facing the other way. The driver did not get out, but remained in his seat watching us in his large wing mirror.

We continued to watch each other in our mirrors as Veronica suddenly opened her door and stepped outside. It was a good job we were a distance from any other cars, because she deliberately left her blouse open and made a big show of pressing the poppers shut. All the while facing me, but making sure Mr UPS was getting a great side view. She then put on her jacket (for what it was worth -- it gaped open leaving everything within the sheer blouse totally on display), and closed the door.

I was staying quiet, hoping she had forgotten them, but she leant back into the car to retrieve my shorts. The Gucci glasses were concealing her eyes, but I knew she was staring at my cock because the dark lenses were reflecting my exposure directly back at me! As promised, she placed the shorts in the trunk and slammed it shut.

Leaning back into the car, she said 'Don't worry darling, you can have them back later, but for now you're completely under my control! Enjoy the show'.

Now I really was in a panic. I was trapped and there was no way I could get out of the car until she came back, not with a raging erection in full view. My balls were aching more than ever.

I watched open mouthed as she walked confidently straight toward Mr UPS, passing his driver's side door as she made her way to the shop. To my horror, she stopped for a second and back tracked to tap on his window! Obviously, it was immediately opened by the enthusiastic occupant. Veronica spoke briefly, then continued on her way.

I waited for what seemed like an age, watching over my shoulder and using the car mirrors to scan the entrance to the shops. At last, I spotted Veronica walking down the steps back to the car park. I watched utterly entranced.

Although she was a good 300' feet way, I watched enthralled as her breasts swayed with every step she took. The show was even more thrilling because her jacket was now draped over her arm and the strap of her handbag hung across her body between her breasts, pressing the sheer fabric tightly against her flesh.

God, she looked sexy, and I knew she was feeling just as horny as she looked. She knew she looked good, and even waved as a truck departing the service station gave her a blast on his horn.

I had never seen her so daring, so confident, so assertive. I looked at my cock to see it was still pointing to the sky, and panicked at the prospect that she might not come straight back to me. There was no way I could get out of the car to go to her, although we were a long way from any other car, any trucks entering the car park were passing by too often for me to risk it.

When she was once again alongside the driver's door of the UPS van, she stopped to chat through the still open window. I stared into my rear-view mirror, what they were talking about?

For a few seconds my panic at the situation escalated when another arriving truck slowed to ogle the stunning woman talking to the UPS driver. Veronica was hidden from my view for only a few seconds, but my imagination ran wild. Would she still be there when the truck had passed? What would I do if she had suddenly disappeared from the car park? Perhaps even into the cab of the UPS truck? My cock was rock hard, and I was semi naked, there was no way I could get out to find her.

All these, and a thousand other ridiculous dreads ran through my head until, at last, the truck was gone and I could see Veronica waiting for him to pass to enable her to return to me -- no wonder the trucker had taken so long to go by, he was getting good eyeful of my wife's tits!

Veronica stood outside the of the car with my only view of her being her lower body through the door window. Obviously putting on a show (and not just for me), she lifted the handbag strap over her head, 'accidentally' pulling open most of the poppers on her blouse, and opened the door to throw the bag and the jacket into the back of the car. She wasn't even trying to be discrete when she put her hands above and behind her head, to pull her hair into a pony tail, all the time facing directly at the UPS van. She may as well have been topless for all the good the blouse was doing. Finally, she was back with me in the car.

I think I had stopped breathing for at least a minute, but suddenly took in a gasp of air when she dropped her mouth straight onto my solid cock. She didn't start slowly, taking its full length directly into her throat.

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I closed my eyes, dazed at the sheer pleasure of experiencing a whole new side to my darling wife. Her head rose and fell smoothly, repeating the action over and over. I could actually hear her moaning into the flesh like a wild animal. This was no loving blow job, it was pure lust, no niceties, no slowly licking the head of my cock before gently enveloping it, just sex. Suddenly, her teeth began to bite hard and viciously into the hard shaft, my whimpering seemed to encourage her to bite even harder, she bit even harder even more when it was obvious how hard I was getting.

This was a once in a lifetime scenario, and although it was clear I was enjoying every second, I was in exquisite agony. When it felt like she was about to break the flesh, and I was about to beg for mercy, as quickly as she had gone down, she stopped and sat bolt upright, gasping for breath, her breasts rising and falling rapidly. Her face was flushed with the effort of taking me so deeply. I assumed she had just come up to catch her breath, and would immediately continue her wanton abuse of my aching, bruised, cock.

Boy, was I mistaken!

'Switch on the ignition, I want to open my window'.

I was so stunned at her words that I didn't move.

Suddenly, she shouted at me.

'Do it, or this game is over, and looking at your cock, that's the last thing you want right now!'.

I did as she instructed.

She pressed the button to lower her window, and stretched her arm out to give Mr UPS a beckoning wave.

'Now you're going to get the shock of your life darling' she almost growled at me. 'Just know that this is something that I will never, ever do again'.

Then she smiled before adding with a giggle; 'Well, probably not!'.

I couldn't speak or react as I watched in the rear-view mirror. The UPS van door opened and a rather sheepish looking driver began nervously walking towards us. He was carrying a small piece of lace in his hand. It was only when he got closer that I realised he was clutching Veronica's bra. She had actually given it to her new friend!

Veronica looked into her own door mirror to watch him as he approached. Under her breath she muttered;

'There's a good boy, Mr UPS. This going to be a day you won't forget in a hurry'.

Now he was standing next to her with a huge bulge in his shorts. Neither of us could see his face, and Veronica stared at me as she allowed him to get what must have been a magnificent view of her breasts through the open window. She stared directly at me as I watched her hand reach out to brush a finger against the outline of his cock.

Before I could recover from my shock, she spoke;

'Sorry Mr UPS, but any more than that and I think I would be getting a divorce'.

To be honest, I wasn't entirely sure she was right about that! I was so turned on seeing this entirely different side to my wife's character that I would have let her do anything at that moment -- something I think she had already guessed!

'Enjoy the show!', she added.

The next groan to fill the car was my own when her head dropped back into my lap. I closed my eyes again, relishing the prospect of her lips and tongue getting back to work, but opened them again to see she was sitting back up. I was confused until she spoke.

'You can't see anything from there Mr UPS, go around to the other side. Open your window darling.'

She didn't wait to see if either of us had obeyed, but went straight back down to begin licking the head of my cock. She was enjoying putting on a show of pleasuring me with her expert tongue. She gently began to suck, gently this time, and I closed my eyes with a loud sigh.

Even though I was concerned that Mr UPS was so close, I did as I was told and fumbled to find the window switch. When she heard the glass descending, Veronica mumbled her appreciation through the hard flesh in her mouth. Her sucking became more forceful and my cock was going deeper. I kept my eyes shut tightly, as if by doing so, I could pretend our audience of one wasn't there at all.

Lost in the delirium of the greatest blow job ever, in a scenario I never thought Veronica would partake in, let alone be the instigator of, I was oblivious to my surroundings until I felt my seat being reclined. I was incredibly vulnerable and exposed even before I felt a hand begin to forcibly rip the buttons from my shirt, one by one. Now I dare not open my eyes, my body was completely exposed and my wife was writhing about above me taking long slow strokes to engulf my entire length as deeply as she could.

At last, I could not resist any longer and decided to open my eyes to at least glance at the sight in front of me.

Perhaps just a peek wouldn't be too alarming?

Perhaps my predicament and total exposure weren't as bad as I imagined?

I cautiously stole a glance but my head swam at what I saw, Veronica was now completely topless, at some point she had easily slipped her blouse off to display her entire upper body, even more shocking was that she had her left hand on the driver's door at the open window, ostensibly to steady herself as her head rose and fell at an ever quickening pace, but I quickly realised that her fingers were outstretched and her long, painted fingernails were scratching at Mr UPS's shorts as he rubbed himself against her fingers, the shape of his shaft clearly visible. I couldn't see his face, but both of his hands were visible through the tinted roof of the car as he rocked his hips to and fro.

Veronica must have sensed that I had seen what she was up to, because she slowly rose from my cock to stare at me. Her face was flushed, her breathing heavy.

She continued to stare as she reached out of the car to begin stroking rather than scratching. She was waiting to see how I would react. When I didn't say anything, she rose to climb above me to straddle my body. The next shock of a shocking day then hit me.

She was totally, completely and utterly naked. Not a stitch of clothing on at all. How the hell had she managed to do that without my realising it?

I gave up. She looked stunning. She looked like an animal and her nudity just elevated the whole situation beyond any fantasy I'd ever had, but then it struck me that the whole day had been so well planned, that she was obviously living out a depraved fantasy she had never even hinted at.

Without saying a word, she slid her soaking cunt onto the head of my cock, she didn't need to say anything as she hovered there and glanced in the direction of Mr UPS. I knew what she was waiting for; she wanted to know if she had pushed me too far. I pulled her towards me and kissed her passionately. Apparently reassured that I did not object, the long elegant fingers playing with the zipper of Mr UPS's shorts slowly tugged it down.

She ground herself against me, and a look I had never seen before flashed across her face when her fingers disappeared inside the shorts. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she licked her lips as she explored the contents. I continued to stare at the scene, and let out an involuntary moan when her hand reappeared, this time gripped around a swollen cock. I pulled her back to kiss her again.

My obvious approval was all the encouragement she needed. She used her other hand to release the button at his waist, and Mr UPS's shorts revealed their full contents.

She released herself from the kiss and I was sure she actually purred at the sight before her; Mr UPS was absolutely huge. She even opened her mouth to overtly lick her lips as she stared. To add to her approval, Mr UPS was completely shaved, something she always insisted on for me! I had a mixture of dread and anticipation when her new friend helpfully slid his boxers down over his hips.

Needing no encouragement, Veronica began to explore her prey, at first by stroking at the length tentatively, but when I started to groan and pump into her harder with my own cock, she was emboldened enough to allow her fingers to wrap themselves around its girth, and began to take long, slow strokes of its length.

Initially, she wasn't gripping him at all, merely running her wrapped fingers up and down around the flesh -- it must have been as frustrating as hell for Mr UPS, but when she finally plucked up the courage to grip him more firmly, she slammed her hand downward causing him to automatically thrust his hips towards her. At the sight of the huge purple head, Veronica made no attempt to hide her pleasure. Seeing it exposed for the first time caused her to groan aloud. She began to take longer, harder strokes, in rhythm with rising and falling onto the equally as swollen cock inside her.

Then she held her hand steady for Mr UPS to pump himself backwards and forwards into her clenched fist. I noticed he had taken a step closer to allow his cock to enter the car with each thrust.

Veronica kept her steady pace fucking me hard, and continued to stare open mouthed as the huge cock in her grip edged closer and closer to her moistened lips. By now Mr UPS was pressed hard against the car with his swollen flesh cock completely inside, no longer thrusting but remaining still in anticipation of what he desperately wanted. I was confident he was going to be disappointed on that front!

Veronica was working hard to pump the full length in her tight grip. She suddenly lunged toward me and buried her tongue deep into my mouth, all the time keeping up the rhythm of fucking me and pumping her tiny hand up and down the solid flesh in her grip.

Her groans became more urgent and I fought every impulse to empty myself deep into her. For her part, I knew Veronica was close. When she once again sat up to gasp for air, her breathing was rapid and her eyes rolled back in her head. Mr UPS's cock seemed to be even further into the car, now almost brushing her face.

I'm sure I wanted it to happen even more than she did, and was silently willing for her to do it.

Veronica stared at the enormous bulbous head and moistened her lips with her tongue as she parted them. Even though he couldn't actually see what was happening, Mr UPS obviously sensed how close he was to achieving his goal; he pressed himself even harder against the car. Rather than back away, Veronica held her position, allowing him to push the huge head even closer to her glistening lips. By now he was as far as he could force himself into the car, he must have been going through hell knowing that Veronica's warm lips were just too far away for him to enjoy their expert attention.

Her tongue was moistening her lips and flicking at the space between the cock and her mouth as she seemed to hesitate for a moment. She almost seemed be weighing up her next move when a sudden flash of realisation shot across her face. She withdrew her tongue, and started to once again stroke the length of Mr UPS, clearly pleasuring him with her hand was as far as she had decided to go.

Then I shocked myself. I saw my own hand rise to take a firm grip against the back of my unrecognisable wife's head, forcing her beautiful mouth forwards. I knew it was wrong but couldn't stop myself. When she resisted, I pushed even more firmly.

Veronica's eyes were wide open in shock as I forced her to allow the head of Mr UPS's cock to meet her dark painted lips. They reluctantly began to open when she realised the pressure on the back of her head was too much. Slowly, inch by hard inch, the shaft began to enter. I noticed that I didn't need to push so hard when at least 5" had disappear. I pushed gently to watch more flesh to disappear when her resistance faded and she began to welcome the hard flesh willingly. I watched her cheeks hollow as she began to suck greedily on the smooth skin.

I don't think I have ever been harder, and I'm sure if I had withdrawn at that moment, my own cock would have compared very favourably with the one now fucking my wife's mouth. It couldn't be described as anything but a fuck. Mr UPS was thrusting back and forth at an increasing rate, Veronica wasn't holding onto him, but held her head steady as he simply fucked her. Not for the first time, it was sex. Not a loving act. Just pure lust and animal sex.

I was getting close, and I knew Veronica was struggling to hold her own orgasm back, but I also knew she would want to finish Mr UPS off first. Hopefully, she would time it perfectly to force him to shoot his cum outside of the car, or else she would be the one clearing the sticky mess from the interior.

Veronica slathered moisture all over the huge hard shaft, it glistened each time it emerged, before being immediately sucked back in noisily by my enthusiastic wife.

I watched in awe trying to work out how she was taking the head so deep that I could actually it bulging in her throat. Lost in those thoughts, I knew I was close to losing control.

Suddenly it happened, all three of us could take no more, Mr UPS began to lose his rhythm and shake, Veronica screamed so loud I was sure somebody would have heard her had it not been for the muffling effect of the cock still in her mouth. She was experiencing her first orgasm of the day, desperately trying to release the cock in her mouth before the inevitable, and unthinkable, happened.

Then the unthinkable did happen. Against every natural instinct, and just as Veronica's orgasm had begun to subside, I watched as my hand rose to the back of her head again. I had no idea why I was doing it, but I pushed firmly to make sure she remained in place. Her eyes opened even wider with shock and panic. I came loudly as her throat bulged to swallow the first shot of cum.

Her resistance to my hand immediately faded again as she took hold of the shaft for the first time since it had entered her mouth. Up until that point, she had been happy to receive the thrusts of Mr UPS, now she pumped enthusiastically, helping each huge load of cum travel the entire rigid length to empty into the back of her willing mouth, sliding deep into her throat. She squeezed his balls hard as if trying to make sure she had emptied every drop he could give.

I pushed hard to empty my own hot cum deep into her soaking cunt. Her deep moan gave away her obvious delight that she had forced me to cum simultaneously with Mr UPS. She rode me harder until every drop was emptied from me as well, all the while groaning deeply as she swallowed everything being poured into her throat.

For the first time in her life, Veronica was being filled from both ends. She had confided in a moment of passion once that she often fantasised about being 'roasted' but I'm pretty sure this was not the position she pictured being in when imagining it!

Without warning, as the last throbs of ejaculated fluid began to dribble from the sides of her straining lips, she shuddered like never before, my own fading cock seemed to be gripped in a vice as she was overcome by the most amazing orgasm I had ever seen her experience, it came so soon after the first that it was almost a continuation.

She literally shook and screamed in absolute ecstasy, grinding herself uncontrollably against my cock. To Veronica's clear delight I remained deep and hard inside her. With the cock in her mouth still shuddering with the last of Mr UPS's cum dribbling into her mouth, she began to ride me once again. I was in heaven, but suddenly she simultaneously removed herself from me and released Mr UPS from her control.

It was over.

Just when I thought we would be fucking forever, Veronica was back in her seat gasping for air and trying to gather her composure.

'That's enough.' She panted. 'Game over boys. Time for us to say goodbye Mr UPS. This has gone way, way, too far'.

She was as cool as you like, still panting heavily, flushed red and full of cum, but she was now back in control of the situation. I suspected she had been from the moment we had left home. She had been the mistress of her own descent into a world of depravity and wanton lust. I was already worried that she had revealed something to me that she would find difficult to put away again.

Mr UPS calmly pulled up his shorts, and walked around the back of the car to Veronica's side, where she actually leaned out to thank him for his help and even told him to hang her tiny bra in his van as a reminder of the day. As if he'd need a memento!

Still dazed at what had just happened, I drove out of the service area with us both in a state of considerable undress. No word was spoken until we pulled into the next service area twenty miles further on. We did our best to re-dress respectably in our dishevelled and (in my case) ripped clothes.

Veronica leant toward me and pushed her tongue hard into my mouth to kiss me passionately. Rather than being appalled that I was being kissed by a mouth that had been sucking another man's cock so enthusiastically (and swallowing every drop of his cum) less than 30 minutes ago, I thrust my own tongue into her mouth as deeply as I could and felt my myself grow instantly. The effect of her kiss did not go unnoticed by Veronica;

'You are a very naughty man for forcing me to do that. I hope you realise what you have released in me, I never knew I needed to swallow another man's cum so much. I need to get you to that hotel'.

What had happened to my darling, sexy, quiet wife? I kept glancing at the auburn-haired vision next to me as we drove on in silence, and every time I did, I could only visualise her lips stretched around a huge cock. I was shocked that I was so turned on at the thought, I couldn't wait to empty my own cock into her cum filled throat to reclaim her as my own.

Eventually, after what seemed like hours after we had pulled out of our own driveway, but actually only an hour later than estimated, we arrived at the hotel. The receptionist turned out to be Stefan, the respondent to my email requesting a reservation so many weeks ago. He did his best to hide his shock at our attire, but Veronica was in a post-orgasmic state of mind, meaning she couldn't care less that her leather jacket didn't even get close to covering her breasts. To make matters worse, two blouse poppers had gone missing on the struggles in the car, and my slightly torn shirt had clearly been damaged as it had been ripped open. We just smiled, took our key and hurried to get into bed. I don't think Stefan could believe his luck!

In no time at all, we were both naked. As soon I entered her still dripping cunt, Veronica started apologising for going too far. I assured her everything was OK with me, and we quickly took up a steady rhythm of gently screwing the life out of each other. It was then that she plucked up the courage to tell me that she had set herself a dare for our week away; it was to give me a fantastic blow job in front of a complete stranger! Then she began to sob.

'I'm so sorry darling. I only told Mr UPS to stand alongside the car if he would like to see more of my tits, I hinted that he might get to see a bit more if he was lucky, I was hoping I would have the nerve to suck your cock with him standing at the open window. I never meant to go so far. He was only meant to watch me being a dirty slut for you.'

Her sobbing began to get louder, and she struggled to speak.

'I don't know why I did it, I just wanted to have a little touch but..........' she rolled me over to position herself on top '...... I could feel how big he was through his shorts, I tried to pull away, but couldn't stop myself. I had to feel the bare flesh, I was desperate to wrap my fingers around it just to see how it would feel in my hand.'

I closed my eyes, and moaned with pleasure.

'That was all I wanted to do,' she sobbed, 'but I couldn't stop myself. I thought I would just give it one long.............

Aaggghhhh, hard stroke just to see that huge purple head as I pulled down its full length.'

I grunted out loud as she spoke. She seemed to have stopped sobbing so much, and was now riding me harder, clearly enjoying recounting her actions.

'I knew you'd be surprised that I was............ Ooohhhh, God!..... naked when I decided to fuck you in front of him. I never, ever thought that I would get two of the top three biggest things on my fantasy bucket list ticked off at the same time, I've always wanted to fuck and suck you in front of somebody. That was as far as I wanted to go, but.......... after I leant forward to kiss you, I sat back up and he was so close. So close that I could almost taste it.'

By now, unable to believe what I was hearing, I was thrusting hard to meet her bouncing movements on top of me.

I groaned louder than ever as I re-ran the events she was describing in my head.

'At first, I thought you wouldn't mind if I just........

Aaagghhhh.... hhhheld it as we gave him a show.'

'But then I thought it wouldn't be so bad...... if........ if..... if I only kissed it before I realised that would be so wrong'.

She was clearly getting more and more excited. I watched as her breasts bounced in rhythm with our fucking. Her nipples erect and pointing at the ceiling as she leant back.

'But, when I felt you push me......

I... could taste him on my lips,.......

I.... I couldn't stop..... stop you........ my lips stretched........

......... I wanted to feel him....... fill my mouth, but it was so wrong.'

Now she was speaking in short bursts. Her excitement mounting. I thrust into her even harder, I was so hard that it was almost painful. I knew she could sense my excitement mounting as she described everything in detail.

'Without realising.......... what....

What I...... what I was doing (she was struggling now).....

I closed my eyes........ and..... and....... felt that huge, smooth............

Hard head go past... my... lips...... past my teeth....'

We had both lost control, but she kept on;

'It was so hard.......... so, so hard, and

Sooooo.......... loooong.... and thick! Before I knew it, I was sucking......

Him....... Sucking him into my mouth'.

Now she was riding me in a complete daze, she was staring into space and getting louder.

'He was..... so big.......

So, so big and his balls were........ agh..... agh...

Oh God, they were huge..... swinging against me...

I'm sorry darling, but.......... when he came....., I tried.......

Honestly, I tried to get free.............. but I felt your hand against the back of my head!

You forced me to...........

You forced your wife to.... swallow...

Swallow every drop. I'm not sure you've ever pump......

Ever pumped so much cum into my mouth'.

It was too much, I felt my balls almost explode as they filled my cock with stream after stream of hot cum. I had never experienced anything like it.

Veronica stared at me examining my expression;

'Oh God, you are so bad. You.... enjoyed watching me swallowing his........ agghhh...

Thick, thick hot....... cum.

CUM.... CUM.... COMING! Oh God....... I'M COMING!!!!!!!'

She was screaming it over and over again.

'COMING....... COMING....... COMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG!!!!!'

The bed rocked loudly against the wall with every thrust as I forced my cock deep into her.

The noise she made was deafening, I only hoped the receptionist on the floor below couldn't hear, but we were beyond caring about anything beyond the confines of our room. We kept our rhythm going until every last drop from my cock was drained. At last we fell apart, covered in sweat.

She woke me twice in the night, once by gently sucking me until I emptied myself into her throat (I almost slept through the experience deep in a dreamlike state), and once by riding me so enthusiastically the headboard again rebounded against the bedroom wall.

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Suffice it to say I awoke shattered and quickly showered before going in search of coffee, leaving Veronica fast asleep as I left the room. I was relieved not to see Stefan at the reception desk when I hurried past heading for the dining room.

As soon as I sat down and ordered a black coffee, it was pretty obvious that one or two fellow guests were looking at me and whispering to each other. Oh dear, I'd been here before. They were trying to work out who had been having so much fun the night before.

I guessed the hotel had about a dozen rooms, just enough to make it difficult to work out where all the noise had been coming from, and, more importantly at that moment, just who had been making it. I waited for my coffee and pretended to be engrossed in emails.

Then I had a dreadful thought; what if Veronica was still in the character of the horny dominant persona I had met yesterday? It was a tiny dining room, and she would have to endure the stares of disgust from the primmer guests (and stares of lust from their partners!). No doubt her outfit would give the game away, and there would be no pretending that we were nothing to do with the nocturnal exertions.

Perhaps she would change her mind about coming down at all when she recounted her outrageous behaviour. Clinging to that thought, I relaxed and waited for my coffee.

Then she appeared.

I had been expecting something outrageous, but what she had on completely threw me. She stopped at the doorway to check out where I was seated, and everybody stared in her direction. Wow again!

She was wearing a pair of flat shoes, tight jeans and a roll neck pullover. Her hair was tied back in a pony tail, and, although there was no hiding her superb tits, she looked almost demure and bookish (helped by the fact that she did indeed have a paperback in her hand, and was wearing a pair of reading glasses). A picture of absolute innocence. There was no way she could have been the origin of all the screams and banging furniture from the night before, she looked more like a Sunday school teacher!

She smiled as she entered and sat down at my table. 'Hello darling, I hope you've ordered me a drink, I am gasping. Do you like the book? Nice touch I thought'.

'Very nice touch' I replied, 'I thought a librarian had walked in. Thank God Stefan isn't around -- that would have given the game away, and I'm not sure I could have looked him in the face this morning'.

We both read our messages and emails as we waited for somebody to take our order. I looked up when Veronica spoke;

'Hello Stefan. How are you this morning?' she may have looked like a Sunday school teacher, but he wasn't fooled. Not after yesterday's display of her magnificent breasts. 'I thought it must be your morning off when I saw you weren't at the reception this morning'.

'Strictly speaking it is, but I thought I'd call in to check everything is OK this morning, and to lend a pair of hands serving breakfast'. He was openly checking my now demure wife out. 'Did you sleep well?'

'Like a log. I got my head down as soon as we got into the room, didn't I darling?'

I ignored her blatant inuendo; 'Good morning Stefan. Just toast and poached eggs for me thank you. Oh, and another black coffee would be nice'. He barely glanced at me, but did at least acknowledge my order by scribbling a note on his pad.

'Can I get you a drink Madam?'

Veronica hadn't finished trying to get a reaction from me;

'I'll have a large fresh juice please, my throat is as dry as a bone at the moment, the sooner I get something down it the better.'

A slight smile flashed across Stefan's mouth as he returned to the kitchen.

'Oh, I am enjoying our little adventure darling. And now that we've discovered you like watching me so much, I can't wait to see what I'm allowed to get up to!'