3. The next room
They rose and came, timidly at the foot of the bed. I looked at Sonia, her eyes closed, locked up in itself, mumbling, moaning, screaming in pleasure was near ... not going to be right next to the bed, I pointed to the illuminated eye, which did not occupy, to sit there 
When they sat on the edge, Sonia noticed the movement of the mattress and opened eyes for a moment. He saw two feet from her, she looked at me, question ... "Do not worry, we will not touch." I felt his joy away ... in a way not already there. I was giving massage in its center was about, I had noticed in the undulations of the inside of your body, and suddenly, she had gone away.
I felt I needed something more than being exposed. I stood over her, holding her, covering her with my body, protecting it. My erection clashed with his body, touched her, but felt that any hasty step could break the moment, so I hugged her, kissed her eyes, I asked that opened, I looked:
"Sonia, are you okay? want to be away? want to leave? "
"No, I is the same, you stay and how are you, hug me, kiss me, but do not move"
And I did for a few minutes, she got used to the situation, to forget about everything ... While kissing thought they were going to bore you ... but I was like we were there for us not for them. Gradually I noticed that she came back, I returned the kiss, her mouth down my chest, I returned to my lips, always, that if, with your eyes closed. Sonia often make love with their eyes open. But he had obstinately closed, even when I took it in her mouth.
I looked at the time, I did have my eyes open, and wide open. He was leaning against the headboard of the bed, sat her on his lap, with her shirt unbuttoned, and the hands of the playing with breasts. She was opening the zipper.
I did not want to end up like, I did not finish yet ... so I asked Sonia to put himself on all fours, looking at the foot of the bed (and thus not seeing the guests, but teaching them what they wanted to see) , and stroked her sex, first with the mouth, and then with the hand, opening the petals of your body like a flower.
And by the way, the showing.
She had been in his underwear, and his hand was lost, still, in her sex.
Sonia took on that position, which I know he likes, while giving cheeks that sounded like shots in the hotel room. And the noise became wet, the clash of our bodies, their purrs of pleasure, her screams ... but we had not finished.
They both did not dare to make any move that might have to break the magic.
I turned to Sonia, I got over it, I asked him to open his eyes ... this time, the penetration, I think the most important, the most sensual intercourse, and I see the look of the person I allow into your body. Opened them. Brought together into a look, her green eyes open, staring into mine as I sank into it, which I accepted with a sigh, but, above all, a smile.
I did what we usually do in these cases, indifferent to the world, indifferent to the guests in the room next door. Maybe I was leaving your body more times than I usually get to me more a spectacle, not be lost to the open body of her calling me, so they could watch it. 
And she began to scream, as if her life depended on it, as usual, as if to the whole hotel, the whole neighborhood participate in their pleasure ... picked up the pace, put her legs around my back, got in position to know that fires my pleasure ... and fell exhausted in a last gasp.
Almost before I recovered, I looked at. Her hand moved between her legs beneath her underwear.
Extend my hand, took hers, and made a sign, as stating: "after"
He understood
(Continued)
Tags: exhibitionism , hotel room , voyeurism
