I must have fucked Diane 20 times by now, mainly at her house. As hot as it got, once our clothes were put back on, we always felt more like friends than lovers. Rarely did we talk about fucking once we finished up. It wreaked of major embarrassment when we did. We got to the point where we rationalized that fucking each other was very much the same as an activity two friends would partake in, just a little dirtier. We found out that we were friends more than anything but that since the fucking was so good that we just kept doing it. We started doing some serious fucking in April and it seemed like we were doing it every week. She had a boyfriend who fucked her on weekends and I usually took care of weekdays One early summer night, I told Diane about this place about 30 minutes from her house that had all these wild rooms for couples. When I told her about the waterbed, jacuzzi, wall to wall mirrors, she said that she would like to try it. I told her the price and she sounded llike she almost fainted. We agreed to split the price which I thought was really cute, should we go there. We made a plan to head there the following Wednesday. How will you get out of your house on that night she asked? I do not know but I will find a way. We made plans to meet and go there. She asked me to set it up for no earlier than 7 PM since she wouldn’t be ready until 6:30 to leave her house. I called and made reservations. The only room I could get was for 8 PM and it was about the wildest of rooms. Diane said 8 worked great for her. Wednesday came and I had to get out of my home to get to Diane. I did the unthinkable by starting an argument with my wife. After 15 minutes of arguing, I walked out in a pretend huff. YES! I was free to see Diane in the hottest room in town. I got to Diane’s about 7 PM. When I told her how I managed to get out of my house, it really pissed her off. As odd as it sounds, Diane said that she did not ever want me starting fights so that we could fuck. She said if I ever did that again that she would stop fucking me. I believed her. We headed out to the motel. Being summer, I was afraid that someone might see us or recognize us. Diane wore this black mini skirt and it took all my self control to wait until we got to the motel to keep my hands to myself. It was kind of weird with Diane. Though I could fuck her as much as I want when we were fucking, when we were not fucking I felt that I could not touch her. we were so shy when we were not naked but when the clothes came off, the inhibitions exited
We took the elevator up to the room after paying and checking in. The room had a tropical look to it with mirrors strategically positioned so you could see what you were doing. The bedding was white and the jacuzzi was red. As soon as we got in there, we knew that this wasn’t a Holiday Inn room. This room was put together for one thing and one thing only. I began to feel very uneasy and nervous as did Diane. I guess when Diane and I fucked those 20 times earlier, we never had much time to think about it. We now had time to think and a room that constantly reminded us of why we were there. We also had no choice but to constantly see each other in action. We sat down on the waterbed and knew for the first time that we were in over our heads. We’re friends she said. This place, well… it’s more like a place for lovers and regular sex partners she said. I said aren’t we one of those? I still think of us as just close friends even though we have sex. She said this place will definitely bring us yet to a new level. We don’t have to fuck if you don’t to she said. I said it was just so odd. Here I am and confused for the first time n awhile with her.. Let’s jump into the hot tub. She brought along bubble bath and a We took off our clothes and filled the tub up. We stood there and waited for this tub to fill up for about 5 minutes her in this really tiny bikini and me in my briefs. We hugged out of awkwardness. My cell phone rang. It was my wife. I answered it at Diane’s urging. She said you never know what might be wrong and should take her call. I took the call and as I spoke to her Diane got on her knees and started to blow me, looking up at me with an evil smile. My eyes were rolling in my head and I actually had to hang up on my wife as I was about to cum. Diane! She was laughing so hard. Bet you never did that before did you she asked? I didn’t cum but her little prank temporarily lightened up things. We got into the hot tub and we were surrounded by mirrors. It was the first reality check I had. Here I was naked in a tub with my friend who was still in her bikini. It felt wrong and dirty but it also was very hot. Diane fondled my cock under the water. I asked her to remove her bikini and she said that she really felt embarrassed. Why?, I asked her. I have sen your tits many times in the last few months I said. She answered cutely that it was during sex or right before it. She felt this was completely different.I thought the tub was not a good idea so we left it and I thought we were about to get dressed and just leave. Do you feel any less nervous she asked as we exited the tub? Actually the whole place feels so weird I told her. Why don’t we just go she asked. Let’s just dry off and think about it. We went over to this very inviting and Jell-o like waterbed. As we lied down, I felt like we were on the Love Boat. We lied next to each other and looked up at the mirrors on the ceiling. Wow, I am naked and you are in a towel I said. Blushing, she took off the towel and it did seem weird. I know what Diane meant now. She thought I was being so cute. She rolled over and asked me to massage her buns. She turned her head around and looked up at the mirrors. She said wow, my butt looks so big in the mirror. She rolled over on top of me and just looked deep into my eyes. I love you she said. This place feels like the Six Flags of motels but just like a theme park sometimes you want to go on the biggest roller coaster until you get close up and it scares you away. I love you she said. I loved her too and this was the first time either of us ever said those words. Her hair dangled in my face and I too told her I loved her. She looked beautiful to me at that moment. Many times she said she thought we should stop fucking but it was too good to stop. She smiled at me and said this is not one of those times though. I love you she uttered. I felt her slowly ease her pussy near my cock. She took my cock and slowly put it into her pussy. Tonight I want to just make love to you and enjoy our friendship at the same time she said. I was deep inside her and she asked me not to move. Just feel our love she said. We hugged. I looked up at the infamous mirror and saw my friend’s buns and that was me underneath her. I saw her ass begin to move. As if struck bt lightning, the reality that I was fucking her hit me. She was so very tender that night. Every so often she would rise off of me and smile. I am so happy you are here for me she said as she tip fucked my cock. How do you like this she asked? I love everything you do Diane. She was very talkative this night. Do you believe we’re here fucking she said. No, it is so hard to believe. We must have slow fucked for about 25 minutes before Diane wanted me to fuck her hard. The swaying of the bed, the feel of her pussy and the flow of her body was making the buildup to the cum time awesome. Neither of us have ever fucked each other that long without one of us cumming. We built it up until I heard her cry out “Put your hands on my ass babe”. I pushed her down as hard as I could and that is when she exploded like dynamite. We came together once more but seeing Diane in that room was very sobering. We couldn’t wait to leave that room.
Did anyone else ever have an experience like that? Where you are fucking your partner and reality hits. Maybe you felt you shouldn’t be there or maybe you felt it was awkward. I would love to hear about it.