Dim hallway light filters under the door. Creak. My bare feet pad silent on cool tiles. Hotel in Dominica, full moon night. Brigitte’s room next to ours. Moans seep through. Muffled. “Oh fuck, Nadia… lick it.” My pussy clenches. Heart races. Neighbors in rooms around. Husbands asleep nearby. Staff patrols. I press ear to wood. Wet smacks. Gasps. Light spills golden sliver. Door ajar? Peek. Brigitte’s blonde hair cascades. Nadia’s dark curves grind. Tongues tangle. Pussies glisten. My nipples harden. Cyprine drips down thigh. Can’t stop. Push door. Slip in.
Brigitte spots me. Green eyes flash. Smirk. “Ondine… join.” Nadia spreads legs. Juicy black pussy exposed. Risk hits. Elie next door. James too. Footsteps echo hall? Fuck. We crash. Mouths devour. My tongue dives into Nadia’s folds. Salty sweet. She bucks. Bed creaks loud. “Shh!” Brigitte hisses. Fingers plunge my cunt. Three deep. Squish. I suck her tits. Hard nipples. Bite. Groans escape. Muffled in pillows. Door not locked. Anyone pass? Staff boy jerked off earlier. Knows our scents. Brigitte grinds on my face. Blonde bush tickles. “Eat my ass, chérie.” Tongue rims her hole. Tight. Musky. Nadia fingers my clit. Fast circles. Legs shake. Pussy gushes. Soak sheets. Creak. Parquet groans under knees. Light from window blinds stripes skin. Moon watches. Neighbors hear? Husband wakes? Thrill burns. Cum building. Hold back. Whisper. “Fuck… gonna squirt.” They pin me. Tongues everywhere. Clit sucked. Fingers fuck ass. Explode. Muffled scream. Juices spray. They lap. Brutal. Raw.
The Hallway Glance
Pant. Sweat slick bodies tangle. Slip apart. Hearts thunder. Door cracks open. Peek hall. Empty. Creak shut. Tiptoe out. Juices trail thighs. Bare ass flashes. Footsteps downstairs? Servant Eugénia? Freeze. Heart pounds chest. Cross shadows. Her eyes catch mine. Smile? Knows? Dash stairs. No words. Door mine clicks soft. Collapse bed. Elie snores. Secret pulses. Pussy throbs. Risk lingers. Neighborhood sleeps. Our dirt hides.