A Stormy Night Affair – #Erotica

It was a dark and stormy night, and he was the perfect solution to my frustrations.

It was a stormy night, and the rain clouds were moving in.  Having spent the third night in a row fighting with my husband, I decided to take a ride to a beach a few hours south of us and get a room for the weekend to get away.  It was late Friday night when I arrived, and I really just wanted to go lounge in the pool for a bit and take my mind off of everything, and I hoped I would be able to do so as I looked up at big clouds beginning to fill the sky on my way to the room.  Room number 39 was a few doors down from the swimming pool in one direction and a few doors down to the ocean in the other, perfect!  Radar looked good for my pool visit! As long as there was no lightning, I could handle some raindrops hitting me in the head and face as I floated.  Perhaps they’d cleanse away some of the negative energy that had been plaguing my life.  I opened the door to my traditional old-school Florida Oceanside motel room and took a deep breath, enjoying the peaceful environment I had to relax in.  Anything was better than what I was going through at home right now; this was absolutely perfect!

I loved stormy nights.  This was the perfect way for me to get away.  I’d take a stormy night dip in the pool, have a couple of drinks to loosen up, and then open the sliding glass doors and listen to the ocean’s waves rolling in and out as the rain poured down on the patio outside my room.  I dropped my duffel bag on the bed and unzipped it, digging for my bathing suit and beach towel with one hand while drinking a hard lemonade with the other.  I took a swig and then closed my eyes to savor the strawberry-lemonade flavor as it rolled down my throat.  This was definitely what I needed to relax me; I could feel the tension in my head, releasing already just being out of the house and away from the constant fighting that seemed to plague my marriage now.  I pulled out my red bikini and slipped into the bottoms, tying each one on the sides of my hips and then fastening my bikini top up above before grabbing my headphones and taking my hard lemonade to the pool.

“Stormy night for the pool, isn’t it?” I heard a voice say as I made my way there, looking down at my phone the entire time to select a playlist for my time to unwind.  “Oh, hey there!  Well, maybe if I’m lucky, a bolt will take me out!  Haha!” I said, looking up from my phone and laughing at my own morbid humor, which the gentleman didn’t seem to find funny.  “I’m just kidding, honestly. I checked the radar there is no lightning in sight, only some rain, so I think I’m safe! I’m already in the pool, so why not have water coming from up above too? Anyway, have a good night!”  I said, smiling but eager to be left alone as I hurried over to the pool while big raindrops hit me on the head on the way.  You know he wasn’t too bad looking!  I thought to myself as I clicked the gate to the pool open and walked in to find a spot to set my towel down and slip in.  It was now about 1 AM, and everyone was pretty much in bed, it seemed.  Lucky for me, I had this entire courtyard and swimming pool to myself.

I put on my waterproof earbuds, took a big sip of my strawberry-hard lemonade, and slipped my bikini-clad but exhausted body into the cool soothing water.  A sigh of relief involuntarily poured out of me as my eyes closed, and my head went back onto the poolside behind me to rest there as my body floated weightlessly in the water.  I was finally alone, finally at peace, and ready for my weekend escape on this stormy night when I heard his voice again.  I opened my eyes to find the sexy gentleman who spoke to me earlier, now joining me in the pool and trying to make conversation.  Initially annoyed, I remembered all the awful things my husband had said to me.  I remembered how he cheated on me, and maybe the two hard lemonades played a part in my decision, but suddenly, I realized I wanted this man. I wanted him really, really bad!  I could tell he wanted me just as much.

“My wife is asleep in the room, but I can’t help but wish I could go back to your room and fuck you right now!”  The sexy stranger said to me as we laughed and talked in the pool alone and so late on this dark stormy night.  Just then, my morals and any inhibitions I might have had went out the window.  “Is that what you want?” I asked, looking down at the gold band on his hand as the rain began to pick up around us.  All at once, I didn’t care about anything.  I didn’t care that his wife was in what would be two doors down from my room, where I’d lead her husband by the hand and fuck him as she slept.  I’d never see these people again in my life.  They were visiting Florida from Minnesota and would be leaving in the morning long before my curtains or door would ever open, and since I was always the one on the receiving end of the cheating, this time, it was all about me.  We crept past his dark motel room, and I fumbled with my key before we were inside and immediately kissed our way to the bed, stopping with our backs against the door as we did.

His hard-on immediately jabbed at me through his pants which I feverishly tried to remove.  I just needed to feel something.  Something different than what I had felt for so long.  I gasped when that large, hard cock was in my hand.  “Looks like I hit the jackpot on this beautiful stormy night,” I whispered when I saw and felt how large he was blessed to be.  I slipped my wedding ring off behind him as we kissed and laid it on the table before his hands untied my bikini top and let it drop to the floor.  I gasped as his tongue traced my nipples, and it took my breath away when he grabbed the bottoms of my ass cheeks and abruptly lifted me up.  I wrapped my legs around his waist, and we kissed passionately as he laid me back on the bed and came down on top of me.  I titled my hips upward so he could slip off my bikini bottoms and dive between my legs with a ferocious appetite for new pussy.  I cashed in on his boredom with his marriage as the flames between us grew like an inferno, and the rain now began pouring down on this stormy night.

I moaned and loudly screamed out as the flicking of his tongue had me cumming in minutes!  I wondered to myself:  What if his wife heard my screams a couple of doors down?  But if he didn’t care, why should I? I reassured myself mentally as I grabbed him and begged him to fuck me with that big, gorgeous cock of his.  I heard the tear of the condom wrapper and felt the intense stretching sensation of his hardness penetrating me.  My back arched as this stranger’s cock tapped the inside of me all the way to my belly button, stuffing me full and stretching me wide with pleasure I hadn’t felt in so very long.  I gripped his back with my hands and pulled his ass deeper into me with the bottoms of my feet.  My hips pumped, grinding my clit on his pelvis as his cock continued thrusting in and out.  “Oh my god!” I cried out. “You feel so amazing!” I added, looking down at his cock between my thighs.  Just then, he began to cum, and I held on as he finished, enjoying the sounds and the way his body jerked and moved to his orgasm.

I had never done anything like that in my life, and I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about it the next day, but as I said goodbye to my perfect stranger, I locked the door and knew I’d sleep like a baby on this dark, stormy night.