I rewrote this story after receiving some good feedback on another Reddit page. Let me know what you think!

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Mark woke up to the sound of the shower running, realizing that under the sheets, he was still naked from a fuck session that Hana and he both desperately needed. His head cocked to the side to see a sliver of light and a wisp of steam through the small gap in the door to the bathroom. He laid back, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed happily. The afternoon—the first few hours of a much-needed getaway—were mercifully kind to them. Although an AirBnB would’ve been more reasonable, they splurged for a boutique hotel—the Public—familiar from a lust-filled spontaneous tryst in Chicago. Mark still thought about it, and considering what happened an hour before in their room, he knew Hana did too. His hand started to work his cock, basking in the afterglow of the afternoon while his mind drifted back to that summer night.

Buzzed from a series of cocktails and high off of buzzing conversation, Mark and Hana decided it wasn’t smart to take on a 45-minute commute back home. But under that sensibility, they wanted to find a place to stay because they were ready to fuck each others’ brains out.

After scrolling HotelTonight, they landed at the Public, a Schrager hotel in the heart of the city that preserved all the right historical details to feel charming but modernized enough to exude a smart intimacy. Walking toward the hotel gave Mark ample time to admire her: 5’2”, 120 lbs with dark features and pale skin, generous 34C tits, a pert ass, toned legs, deliciously plump lips, and beautiful yet seductive eyes. She was someone you could take home to Mom, but you suspected there was a wild side underneath. Hana wore jeans, Chucks, and a low-cut T-shirt like it was a little black dress—understated and unexplainably sexy. Tonight, that combination was accompanied by a cropped fall jacket and a small shoulder bag that swung softly with your step, and your hair, which was normally curly and fell mid-way down your back, was worked straight for a night out.

Once the pair pushed through the hotel doors, the check-in process felt like days. No bags in tow left little mystery of their intent to the two women behind the check-in desk, but Mark was more than happy to let them ponder their night’s activities during the rest of their shift.

“Have a pleasant night,” one managed to chime in as she placed a single key card in Mark’s hand, her eyes quickly shooting knowing glances at the couple. Her index finger lingered on Mark’s palm, drawing backward discretely before returning to her duties on the keyboard.

“You as well,” Mark said with a soft smile.

The elevator ride up to the room was equally as excruciating, a sexual tension palpably brimming in the confined space. Eventually, Mark and Hana made it into the room. It was a suite of sorts that opened into a tonal sitting room with an inviting white couch, coffee table, desk, and TV. The bedroom was decidedly more intimate. An inviting, king-sized platform bed was the main feature. It was dressed with white, high-thread-count sheets and four plush, down pillows. Floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city dominated one side of the room, the opaque drapes were pulled apart to ensure none of the spectacle was concealed. There was a glass console table that was smartly packed with various decor. It was about waist-high to not obstruct the view, but it managed to divide the room between viewing and sleeping areas rather well. The whole was bathed in soft, warm light—including the artwork—which added to the soothing event.

As well-appointed as the room was, that’s not why Mark and Hana were there. Somehow, despite the city alive all around them, at that moment, every visual distraction in the room disappeared. Every city sound fell silent other than the sound of Hana’s jeans zipper slowly descending. Mark felt his cock straining, watching her shimmy them past her hips, teasing peeks at a lacy black thong underneath.

By the time Mark looked back up to meet her eyes, it must’ve been some time.

“What are you thinking about?” Hana asked with a sly smile, her arms crossing in feigned inquisition, seeing that he’d gotten a bit hypnotized. Somewhere along the way, her shirt had come off to reveal a matching black Demi cut bra that accentuated her bust perfectly. It wasn’t the most revealing lingerie, but on her, it looked absolutely ravishing.

Mark responded by pulling his shirt off and closing the distance between them. He could feel the heat radiating between their bodies as their lips met. Hana managed to unclasp her bra in tandem, removing the last bit of doubt for what was about to finally happen between them. Mark let his tongue softly graze her upper lip before he kissed her harder, allowing his fingers to find her left nipple and gently roll it between his fingers. Hana let out a soft moan, and she started to tug insistently at Mark’s pants.

“Take these off and let me see that cock.”

Mark stepped out of his clothes. He saw lust in Hana’s eyes as his thick, 6” cock sprung free from his boxer briefs. Almost immediately, Hana’s fingers wrapped around his member and she pulled him on top of her on the bed. By then, Hana was possessed. She rubbed his sculpted, swollen head against the thin layer of fabric that stopped him from burying myself inside of her.

“Holy shit you’re soaked.” Despite the dim lighting in the room, Mark could make out a distinct sheen where Hana’s juices were soaking through her thong and across the tops of her thighs. Mark pulled her panties to the side and started to rub the head of his cock against her clit. His precum mixed with Hana’s juices as she writhed beneath him. He swiped a finger across her panties and took it into his mouth.

“Mmm, stop teasing me,” Hana pleaded. She lifted her hips off the bed so Mark could finally pull her panties off, a string of her juices clinging desperately to the soaked-through fabric. He threw them to the side, pulled her legs apart, and positioned himself at her eager entrance. Hana’s hips bucked, begging him to push past her threshold and bury his cock inside her clean shaven pussy.

Mark decided that between the verbal and physical foreplay from the day’s events—and the months of flirtation prior—there was no point in delaying gratification any further. He coated the bulbous head of his cock in her juices and drove the first few inches of his cock into her with one firm stroke.

“OHHH fuck…” Hana’s palm rested against Mark’s thigh, slowing him for a moment so she could adjust to the growing fullness inside of her. He looked down to see her pussy lips gripping onto his girthy cock. With every stroke, more of her juices coated his shaft, building until it was completely covered in her slick cum. Mark looked and caught their tangled reflection in the mirror—the view of Hana’s body completely surrendering to his penetration was seething. Their eyes met in the mirror’s reflection. Hana wrapped her legs around Mark’s body, and they watched the elicit show they were creating for each other.

Breaking the trance, Hana closed her eyes and grabbed his ass firmly, pulling him ever deeper into her tight confines. Their hips rocked in unison. Hana’s pussy was full of cock, and the sensation made her moan enthusiastically. Mark could tell that he was hitting the perfect spot inside of her.

“Uhhhh fuck…don’t stop baby. Right there. Don’t stop fucking me.”

“Cum for me. Cum all over my cock.”

Hana’s body started spasming violently, a surge of cum overflowing from her pussy rode through her orgasm. Mark pulled my cock out and rubbed it against her clit as she crested. Before she could fully come down, Mark dipped the head of his cock inside of her. Inch by inch, he reclaimed her pussy. He withdrew almost completely and thrusted forward again, methodically maintaining the pace to build her toward climax for the second time.

“Mmmmmm….oh my god baby…I’m going to cum again.”

Mark hoisted Hana’s legs above his shoulders, her ankles pinned above his ears. The position lifted her ass off the mattress, which allowed him to pound her perfect pussy with full strokes. The sound of them fucking filled the room.

“Fuck me harder…oh my god, don’t stop. I’m going to—”

Hana’s face was fully flushed as another orgasm ripped through her body, every thrust sending shockwaves through her pussy. The sight was too much to bear and Mark found his own climax quickly approaching.

“F-fuck, I’m going to cum.” It was the only thing Mark could manage.

“Fill this pussy up, baby. I want to feel you cum deep inside me.”

That’s all Mark needed to hear, and he started pumping ropes of cum into her. Her pussy squeezed every drop from him while he kept pounding her through his orgasm. Once he finally withdrew his softening cock, a steady flow of their cum spilled out of her swollen pussy. What a perfect sight.

The intensity of their orgasms knocked them out. But Mark woke up to Hana between his legs shortly after, coaxing his cock back to life. Once she realized he woke up, she looked up at him lustfully, tapping the head of his cock against her tongue before swirling it around the head of his cock. With Mark’s full attention focused on Hana’s handiwork, she plunged his entire cock down her throat.

“God, you are perfect. You look so hot with my dick in your mouth,” Mark confessed.

His cock fell out of her mouth with an audible pop. She paused to tie her hair back to ensure he’d get a full show before running her tongue up and down his shaft. Mark’s mouth hung open watching Hana service him. She could feel him getting harder as she took one of his balls into her mouth.

“Ohhh fuck yes.”

Mark instinctively grabbed the back of Hana’s head, urging her on. Her tongue continued its onslaught of pleasure—massaging the sensitive area between his ass and balls—while her hand stroked the precum out of his rock-hard cock.

By the time Hana came up for air, her face was a mess with saliva. Mark pulled her on top of him, her soaking pussy lips resting against the underside of his hard cock. Almost instinctually, Hana rocked her hips back and forth, grinding her sweet little pussy against his shaft before she started to play with her swollen clit.

“I love watching you play with your pussy.”

Hana bit her lower lip and arched backward as she ground herself onto him, pleased with the show she was putting on. Mark slowly ran his hands up her thighs until he reached her hips. He gripped them firmly, persuading them to grind her clit against his shaft. By now, Mark and Hana’s collective juices were pooling underneath his cock, down his balls, and onto the soaked sheets.

Hana was driving him wild. It was so hot to see how soaked his cock was getting as she writhed against it. She moved back a little further, and he felt the head of my cock press against her tight opening. In one movement, Hana looked down at him, grabbed a handful of her tits, and lifted her hips to line the head of Mark’s throbbing cock up with her waiting cunt.

Mark was in heaven. He watched Hana’s face give in to pure pleasure as she sank deeper onto his shaft. Hana was setting the pace now—her head telling her to prolong the sensations but her pussy was screaming to bring itself to another toe-curling climax. Mark sensed her internal struggle and began lifting his hips off of the bed to meet Hana’s movements. The building heat between Hana’s legs let him know that her pussy had won the debate. Hana’s fingernails dug into his chest as she rode him harder, faster.

“That’s it, baby. Use my cock. I want you to use me as your fucktoy until you squirt.”

That was exactly what Hana needed to hear. Her feet came up to rest over Mark’s thighs as she picked up the pace. Hana’s eyes were shut tight, but her moans became louder and louder as she crashed down onto Mark’s pole.

“Oh fuuuuuckkk, I’m cummingggg.”

Mark reached up and ran my index finger across Hana’s lips while she came, a rush of cum splashing onto the sheets between thrusts. She instinctively took his finger into her mouth, helping muffle her moans as she came down from her orgasm.

Mark wasn’t done yet. He lifted her off of my cock and guided her toward the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city. Hana knew exactly what he wanted. She bent over, placed her palms against the glass, and arched her back to present her glistening pussy. The view was gorgeous—a full moon rim-lit the skyline as a vibrant contrast to the city’s soft, yellow glow. You could tell that the deep of night was starting to give way to morning between the stillness below and the sliver of color that started to appear on the horizon. The view was better in front of Mark. Hana’s pussy was dripping cum onto the floor, eagerly anticipating to be filled with cock before the sun rose in full.

Their eyes met over Hana’s shoulder, and she beckoned him closer with a curled finger. Mark’s hands found their way to Hana’s ass and up her back. He cupped her breasts from behind and positioned the head of his dick against her slit.

“Pound my pussy, daddy. Pound me and make me swallow all of your cum.”

The filthy talk surprised Mark at first, but he was more than eager to give her what she wanted. He pushed his cock forward and watched it disappear into her. Hana groaned, her pussy adjusting to its fullness in this new angle. She started to push her hips back into him to meet his strokes. This symphony of moans and the smell of sex was bringing Mark to the brink.

Hana sensed it, too. She swung around onto her knees to envelop my cock just as Mark started to cum. The first few ropes splashed onto the window, the second wave glazing Hana’s pretty face before she wrapped your lips around it to receive the rest.

After milking his cock for cum, Hana looked up at Mark. She looked so beautiful covered in cum, proudly presenting Mark’s enormous load to him before swallowing it. Eager not to waste a drop, she sauntered over to the window, kneeled, and lapped at the cum that was slowly running down the glass.

“Did I get it all, daddy?” Hana said, looking at Mark with deceivingly innocent eyes. Her arms pursed inward, pushing her gorgeous tits together.

Mark picked her up off the floor and kissed her deeply, trading the remnants of his cum and lingering traces of alcohol back and forth with her.

Somehow, Mark had something left. A carnal hunger that still needed to be satisfied. He lifted Hana up, placed her ass onto the glass console table, and started to kiss his way down to her pussy. Hana whimpered. The intoxicating scent of Hana’s nectar started to make Mark’s cock harden as he placed small kisses around her clit.

In a haze of sex, a fading buzz, and a sleepless night, it was Hana’s turn to take in the view. Mark’s tongue slowly dragged along the entire length of her pussy, the sun making its first effort to welcome the new day. After a few moments of restraint, he buried his face in her sex. Hana’s legs parted further, and her right hand gently pressed against the back of Mark’s head once he found her clit. It was all the encouragement he needed. He was determined to make her cum on his face. But she wanted more.

“Stand up,” Hana commanded. Mark complied. Without a word, Hana moved closer to the edge of the console and took Mark’s cock in her pussy. It was turning into one hell of a sex session, each time more primal than before. The faint, translucent reflection of two bodies intertwined on this piece of hotel furniture caught Hana’s eye and drew her two steps closer to one final release. The sun was rising quickly, and so was the pace of their fucking.

“Are you going to cum for me?”

“Mmm….mmhmm,” Hana managed while locking her legs behind Mark’s back. He was desperate to get her there first, but he was at the point of no return.

“Ohhh shit. Oh shit, I’m going to cum.” The waves of Mark’s orgasm spilled into her. The spasms from his cock were like a Domino effect and Hana tumbled over the edge one more time.

After Mark pulled out, they sat there in satisfied silence, a steady stream of cum seeping from Hana’s twitching pussy. They were completely spent; the animalistic temptation to fuck each other’s brains out had subsided for the moment as they panted towards remission, their bodies a sticky mess of sweat and cum. The best way to start a day.

“Are you going to join me?” Mark jolted back to reality to discover Hana had flung the bathroom door open fully naked. Her fingers moved slowly toward her pussy while she waited for an answer. Mark jumped out of bed, his cock at full mast, and walked toward the steamy bathroom, a smirk spreading across Hana’s face.

[To be continued…]