)Accepts the friend request)

Well... I mean... he doesn't know that I do something like this. But it's just us ladies, having a little fun. What's your name?

Hmmm, okay Bob... I don't know. You understand this could ruin my relationship if anyone found out?

Okay, Bob. I trust you... Just text me if you want to play. She sends you her number with a wink emoji.

Mmmm... sounds good. There's one close by my house, we can go there and no one will bother us. Just text me when you get here.

Alright... I'm going to text you when I get there. I can hardly wait!

Hmmm... I am on the pill, but I guess it doesn't really matter if we don't want any surprises in the future. Just be careful and make sure you use protection though!

You pull up to the no-tell motel and park in the back. Carlotta is waiting for you by the door of her car. She looks hot as hell tonight, wearing nothing but a lacy bra and panties set. You can see the outline of her nipples through the fabric, and she's clearly wet.

She whispers to you, "I hope my boyfriend doesn't call or text me while I'm out." Her hand reaches over to undo your zipper, pulling your cock free from your pants. She begins stroking it slowly, making soft moaning noises as she feels you grow harder in her hands. "I can't wait to feel you inside me," she murmurs.

"Oh god," she gasps as you lead her inside one of the rooms at the motel. She falls back onto the bed, watching you with hungry eyes as you undress further. Her hands move to your hips, tugging down your boxers so that your cock springs free. She licks her lips and then wraps them around the head of your dick, sucking gently at first and then taking more of it into her mouth as she begins bobbing up and down on you.

Your hands find their way to her hips, urging her faster as she takes you deeper into her throat. The sounds filling the room are a mix of moans and wet sucking noises as she pleasures you like this. Her fingers dance across your stomach, tracing patterns that drive you wild with need.

As if to prove how much she wants this, Carlotta suddenly pulls off the condom, throwing it aside before taking you even deeper into her mouth. She's so hot and wet, it feels incredible to have your cock sliding in and out of her throat like this. You can tell she loves the taste of you, and that thought alone nearly pushes you over the edge right then and there.

Her fingers fly to the button of her jeans, undoing it quickly before sliding them down over her hips. She kicks off her shoes and then shimmies out of her panties in one fluid motion. Her body is already glistening with sweat from all the effort she's put into pleasing you so far.

Spreading her legs wide, she watches as you approach the bed between them. When your cock presses against her opening, she arches her back, moaning eagerly for penetration. You slam into her, driving yourself as deep as you can go with each thrust. The mattress groans under the force of your movements as she meets you stroke for stroke, grinding herself against you.

Her fingers dig into the sheets on either side of her head as she gasps for air between moans. "Oh fuck yes!" she cries out, "that's it! Take me hard!" The way she moves beneath you tells you that she isn't talking about just your body moving hers. She wants to feel every last emotion in this wild encounter with you, even if it means losing herself completely to the pleasure of it all.

"I can't believe I'm saying this," she pants between moans, "but I want more... so much more!" Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she begs you for what seems impossible at this point. With every thrust of your hips, she pushes herself against you harder, desperate to feel every inch of you inside her.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as her body starts to shudder and tremble with the force of her orgasm. Her inner muscles squeeze tightly around your cock, milking it with pleasure even as she cries out in ecstasy. You feel yourself on the brink, just seconds away from exploding as well when she suddenly pulls you roughly off of her and pushes you down onto the bed.

"No," she says breathlessly, "I want to hear you talk dirty." Her hand goes straight for your cock, stroking it slowly as she leans over you. Her breasts sway temptingly above your face, nearly within reach. "Tell me how much you want to cum all over my tits, Bob," she whispers huskily.

Her body shudders as you speak dirty to her, the words sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her. "Oh fuck," she moans, arching her back and pressing her breasts even closer to your face. Her nipples brush against your lips, taunting you with their hardness.

With her free hand, she guides your cock toward her waiting pussy before pushing down on it, taking you inside her again. Her hips move in a furious rhythm now as she rides you harder than ever, grinding herself against the length of your shaft like a hungry animal. "Fuck yes," she whispers hoarsely between moans, "take what's mine."

Her nails dig into your shoulders again as her body tenses, another orgasm building within her. She throws back her head with a loud cry, the sound filling the room as she comes apart beneath you. Her inner muscles clamp down hard on your cock, milking it and sending you hurtling over the edge with her. Your release is hot and powerful, filling her up until there's no more room for anything else.

When you finally collapse onto the bed beside her, gasping for air, she rolls over to cuddle against your sweaty body. Her fingers run through your hair, smoothing it back from your forehead as she nestles her face into the crook of your neck. "I'm sorry," she whispers softly, "that was just... so good." You can tell by the way she says it that this was more than just sex for her. It meant something deeper, and she knows it. But then again, you do too.

Hmmm... She looks away for a moment, then back at you with a sheepish grin. "Maybe," she admits. Her fingers continue to move through your hair as she nestles closer to you, enjoying the post-coital cuddle. "I wasn't really thinking about that at the time... we were just so caught up in everything else."

She kisses your neck softly, her breath hot against your skin. "But now that you mention it..." Her hand slides down between your bodies, teasing and stroking lightly. "Do you think maybe we should use a condom next time?" she asks with a playful smile, as if the answer would ever be no.

She shrieks with laughter, her whole body jerking as she tries not to wake up the couple in the next room. "Oh my God," she gasps once she finally calms down enough to speak again. "You're terrible... but I think that might make it even hotter if we did." She kisses you softly on the lips, her fingers trailing down your chest and lower still as they brush teasingly against your stomach. "We could tell him it was an accident," she suggests with a sultry smile.

Her touch grows bolder, sliding lower until it's playing with your erection once more. Her other hand finds its way to your neck, gently guiding you downward so that your lips are level with her aching core. "Want to do it again?" she whispers, breath hot against your ear. "Without the condom?"

"Oh my God," she gasps as you start to play with her again. Her hips buck upward against your hand, eager for more contact. "You are such a dirty boy..." She closes her eyes, focusing on the pleasure coursing through her body. "I can't believe I'm even thinking about this... but yes," she whispers breathlessly. "I want you inside me again. Without a condom."

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she pulls you closer, guiding your cock to her entrance. She arches her back, offering herself up for penetration before closing her legs tight around your waist and pushing you inside her again. Her nails scrape against your back as she moans loudly, the sensation of being filled so completely making her lose control.

Her hips move in sharp thrusts now, matching your rhythm stroke for stroke. She throws her head back with a cry, tears streaming down her cheeks as pleasure washes over her. "Oh God... oh fuck..." she whispers brokenly, on the brink of orgasm. Her body trembles beneath yours as she comes apart, her inner muscles clamping down hard around your cock in another powerful wave of release.

When it finally subsides, she collapses against you with a soft moan. Her fingers idly comb through your hair as they rest on your chest, her breath still coming fast and ragged from the exertion. "That was..." She shudders, trying to find the words but falling short. "It was more than I ever thought it could be."

Her body shudders at your words, goosebumps breaking out along her arms and back. "I feel the same," she whispers softly, a catch in her throat. Her fingers continue to move through your hair as she nestles closer to you, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath before continuing. "We can't keep doing this," she says slowly, the words tasting bitter on her tongue even as she speaks them. "It'll ruin everything if we do." Her voice cracks slightly, betraying the fear and uncertainty beneath her brave facade.

You pull her closer, wrapping your arms around her in a tight embrace. "I know," you whisper, not sure what else to say. The weight of their situation presses down on you both like an anvil, making it hard to breathe sometimes. But for now, you'll just hold her and pretend that everything is okay. Because even though it isn't, for these precious moments it feels like it could be.

Her eyes flutter open at your question, and she tilts her head up to look at you. "Um...yeah," she says slowly. "He has a good job, I guess. It's just that..." She trails off, seeming unsure how much she should say.

"What?" you ask gently, stroking her cheek with the back of your finger. You want to know everything about her, even if it means hearing something that might hurt.

Her lips twist into a bitter smile at your words. "Yeah, well," she says sarcastically. "That's a nice thought. He doesn't make nearly as much money as you do, though." She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully before continuing. "I guess I just feel stuck sometimes. Like I can't leave him, even though part of me wants to so badly."

She looks up at you with wide eyes, hope and fear mingling together in their depths. The expression on your face tells her that she shouldn't say any more, but she can't help herself. "And I don't know if he'd ever let me see my baby," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of your heartbeat in her ears.

Her eyes widen even further at your words, and she pulls back from you slightly, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "I can't... I mean, I don't know how I could..." She shakes her head, trying to clear it of the thoughts racing through her mind.

Tears well up in her eyes again as she struggles to find a way to put her feelings into words. "It's just so complicated," she finally whispers, her voice little more than a whisper now. "I don't know what I want, or who I am anymore... all I know is that being with you felt so right."

She looks up at you pleadingly, her eyes searching yours for some sign that you understand what she's going through. But the truth is, neither of you has any idea where this could lead from here.

"Two years..." she whispers, mostly to herself. "That sounds like forever." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm the pounding of her heart in her chest. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides as she thinks about everything that needs to be done before she can even begin to sort out this mess in her life.

Eventually, she looks up at you again and forces a small smile. "I guess we'll just have to see what happens next," she says quietly, trying to sound more confident than she feels. "Thanks for listening... I needed that." She reaches out, tracing a finger along your jawline before laying her head down on your chest again.

You can feel the weight of her words pressing down on you too, and all you want to do is hold her close and try to make everything better. But you know there's no easy solution here, only a tangled web of decisions that could change both of their lives forever.

Her body shudders at your words, but there's an undeniable hint of amusement in her voice as she whispers back, "We could manage that." Her fingers dance lightly across your chest before trailing down to lazily stroke your stomach. It feels so good just lying here like this, feeling safe and secure in the warmth of your arms.

She closes her eyes again, listening to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat as it matches her own. Her mind begins to drift, thoughts about their futures swirling around but eventually fading into the background as exhaustion takes hold. It's been a long night already, and they both need some rest if they're going to be able to face whatever comes next with any degree of sanity.

She yawns widely, stretching her arms above her head before they come back down to wrap around you again. "I think I should get some sleep," she mumbles against your chest. You nod in agreement, knowing that tomorrow will bring its own set of challenges and decisions for them both. But for now, there's something sweet and reassuring about just being close like this.

Her body shudders with another yawn as she nestles even closer against you. "I won't forget," she whispers sleepily before her eyes slide shut and she slips into a dreamless slumber. In the darkness of the room, she looks so peaceful lying there in your arms. You watch her for a moment, unable to believe that something this perfect could possibly last. But as exhaustion finally claims you too, you let it carry you away into oblivion, trusting that tomorrow will bring whatever fate has in store for both of them.

Her body shudders with another yawn as she nestles even closer against you. "I won't forget," she whispers sleepily before her eyes slide shut and she slips into a dreamless slumber. In the darkness of the room, she looks so peaceful lying there in your arms. You watch her for a moment, unable to believe that something this perfect could possibly last. But as exhaustion finally claims you too, you let it carry you away into oblivion, trusting that tomorrow will bring whatever fate has in store for both of them.

Her breathing slowly evens out and deepens as she slips further into sleep. Her body tenses slightly every now and then as the last vestiges of exhaustion leave her system, but otherwise she remains still, trusting that you'll keep your promise to watch over her through the night. You close your eyes too, drifting off with the comforting thought that even if everything else in their lives is a tangled mess, at least they have this moment together.

As the hours tick by, dawn begins to creep slowly into the room, casting a pale gray light over the two sleeping figures entwined on the bed. Their peaceful expressions remain untouched by the encroaching light, each lost in their own private world of dreams and memories. For now, they are safe from the harsh reality that awaits them outside these four walls, content to find solace in the embrace of slumber and each other's company.