Elkie rolled over sleepily, her eyes opening to the semi-dark room. For a few moments, she couldn't think where she was. Glancing around, she could make out three sets of bunks, two across the room from her and one right next to her. Looking up, she realised that she herself was lying on the bottom bunk of yet another bunk set. With the slow realisation of someone groggily coming around from a deep sleep, Elkie remembered. It was the weekend of the half marathon and she was in her youth hostel dormitory. In the morning she would be taking part in the run. Sleepily, she reached for her phone and looked at the time - 11:30 pm. Still, hours until she needed to be up. She was used to waking up at random times of the night, but it was usually her husband Chris's snoring that did it. 

This was actually the first time she'd been away from home without him or the kids for what was probably a few years, she realised. She had suggested they come, but Chris had convinced her it would be good for her to have a weekend away from the stresses of the family, even if it might feel weird. Rolling over, Elkie closed her eyes, willing herself back to sleep. A noise registered in the back of her mind, though, her ears perking up. It was someone talking. It was only faint, but it was unmistakably somebody talking. This must have been what woke her up. Listening, she realised that she could also hear the sound of water running. A shower. 

Glancing over towards the small bathroom servicing her room, she noticed the thin strip of light coming from below the door. When she had booked in earlier she had been the only person in the room. Looking around the room, she now noticed a duffel bag sitting on the ground next to the bunk right next to hers, along with a small pile of what looked like men's clothes next to it. Her own bag was tucked under her bed, making her wonder whether this guy had realised he was sharing the dorm with her.

Listening more closely Elkie could definitely make out a male voice. Just at that moment, the bathroom door slid open and the silhouette of a man in a towel appeared. Expecting to be seen, Elkie closed her eyes again, pretending to be asleep. A moment later the bathroom light was switched off, the glow against her eyelids disappearing. 

The man spoke again.

"No no, I was expecting to have to share, but it looks like it's just me in the room."

His voice was deep, with an accent Elkie couldn't quite place. Definitely European. Possibly Italian… Or maybe Spanish. 

The man laughed. 

"Yes, definitely some benefits to having a room to myself," he chuckled. Then he paused, obviously listening, chuckling softly. He was on the phone.

"You know I wouldn't bring any other woman back to the room, baby," he laughed.

The voice got louder as the man drew closer to where Elkie lay. She wondered whether she should say something, but wasn't sure whether it would startle him.

In the faint light, she opened her eyes a slit. It was actually not quite as dark as she had thought, the ambient moonlight making him visible standing next to her bunk. The bunks were arranged in an L-shape pointing into the corner of the room. Elkie's bunk, though, had its head pushed right into the corner, whilst the other bunk was jutting out perpendicular to hers. Elkie's head was in the shadow cast by the top bunks from the moonlight filtering in from outside. She was confident that she was next to invisible. 

Elkie tentatively opened her eyes a little more and looked the guy over. He was standing with only a towel wrapped around his torso, and Elkie couldn't help but notice that he was fit - the hint of a six-pack visible in the moonlight below a chest that obviously was no stranger to the bench press. He looked to be a few years younger than her 35 years, with a mop of dark hair slightly damp from the shower and a light stubble across his chin.

Elkie hadn't been following the conversation, realising with a blush that she'd simply been staring at the muscular torso a couple of feet away from her. Her reverie was broken, though, by a distinct change in the conversation. More quietly than before, the guy let out a low moan.

"You know I can't resist it when you talk like that," he growled. 

Elkie's blush deepened, realising that the man and whoever was on the other end of the phone was talking in a more intimate way.

"Why don't you tell me what you're wearing?" The man asked into the phone, a provocative chuckle to his voice. 

Again there was a pause as he apparently listened, during which time his spare hand glided across his stomach before reaching down to his crotch. Elkie's mouth went dry as she watched, transfixed - the guy's hand squeezed at the lump starting to push the front of his towel outwards. He let out a low moan into the phone.

"Mmm damn… you're making me hard here," he moaned almost imperceptibly.

"Am I touching myself?" He asked playfully. "Perhaps…"

Another squeeze.

Elkie wasn't sure what to do. It was far too late to inform the guy that she was there, but at the same time, she felt extremely uncomfortable witnessing such an intimate moment. She was frozen, staring as this stranger slowly coaxed himself to an erection.

"You want me to stroke it for you?" He asked, the same playful tone to his voice. "I think that could be arranged…"

With that, the guy's hand went to his hip, loosening the towel and allowing it to fall. It was everything Elkie could do to prevent herself from gasping as the man's now fully-erect member sprung from the confines of his towel, bouncing in front of him.

Elkie swallowed, her eyes glued to the scene as the man wrapped his free hand around the thick shaft, squeezing gently. 

With a low growl, so soft it was almost at the limits of Elkie's hearing, the younger man's hand gripped and slid down the shaft, his knuckles nestling down against a large pair of balls hanging heavily in a lightly-haired sack. This had the effect of pulling his foreskin back over the fat, swollen head of his manhood. 

Chris was circumcised, and Elkie wasn't even sure she had ever been with an uncircumcised man, so she found herself now staring in fascination as the stranger's long, slow strokes covered and then uncovered the glistening head as he moaned softly. The conversation between the man and his companion continued, clearly teasing and subtle dirty talk, but this was mostly lost on Elkie as she absent-mindedly found herself wondering how sensitive the man's swollen head would be. Imagining the tip of her tongue teasing the extra sensitive underside, imagining trying to coax more than a moan from his lips. 

With a mixture of thrill and embarrassment, Elkie realised that this was making her aroused. Involuntarily, her thighs squeezed together, the familiar sensation of dampness tingling between her legs as her clit started to swell. The man continued his long, slow strokes, turning now to face away from the bunk and easing himself down into a sitting position up towards the head of his bed - the end butting up at right angles to Elkie's bed, meaning that he was only a couple of feet from her. 

Elkie's breath caught in her throat at the closeness of this fully naked, extremely attractive man. He sat upright on the edge of the bed, legs apart as he stroked slowly, continuing to talk dirty into the phone. From Elkie's angle, his muscular back and thigh glistened, not completely dry from the shower. She found herself mesmerised by the way this man's arm muscles flexed as he slowly pleasured himself, his moans becoming more and more obvious. Even more than the muscles in his arm, though, Elkie was drawn to the way the muscles in his thigh, sitting only a foot from her, rippled with every downward stroke, and she found her thighs clenching firmly at the bottom of every stroke, her eyes flicking from thigh to bulbous cock head.

Almost without thinking, Elkie slowly slid her hand down over her quivering stomach, her legs easing apart ever so slightly, hoping that the thin white sheet would hide the movement. She held her breath, her hand creeping below the waistband of her pyjama shorts and into her panties. Allowing the tip of her middle finger to the hard nub of her clit, Elkie let her breath out slowly, making sure not to free the moan that was threatening to burst from her throat.

Slowly, her other hand reached up under her pyjama singlet, her fingers finding her already engorged nipple and pinching slightly. 

Over the next minute or so, Elkie teased herself - clit and nipple - slower than she ever had. It was almost a delicious agony. Her level of arousal made her want to frantically bring herself to orgasm, but the risk of being seen or heard made that impossible, and it was both torture and ecstasy.

Once again, Elkie had not been following the conversation the man was having over the phone, but at the back of her mind she registered the words:

"I'll just get myself more comfortable, baby," he said.

With that, the man leaned away from her, reaching up to the other end of the bed and grabbing the pillow. He placed it against the wall behind him, then looked around, apparently searching for a second one. Elkie held her breath, suddenly terrified at being spotted. Without warning, his hand reached out and took hold of Elkie's sheet. He was clearly hoping to find another pillow under it. Without hesitation, he yanked the sheet from Elkie. Completely involuntarily, she let out a high-pitched squeal, making him spin around, his wide eyes registering utter surprise and a gasp escaping his lips.

Elkie was frozen, knowing full well that he could now see the way she had one hand stuffed down into her panties and one up her top. For a moment, the two of them stared at each other in shock, until the man let out a nervous laugh.

"Sorry," he said breathily to his phone companion, "I thought I saw a little mouse or something." 

With that, he grinned at Elkie, regaining his composure and standing to retrieve a pillow from the bunk above before adding it to his first pillow and sitting back, right next to her. Now he leaned back onto the pillows and, to Elkie's surprise, turned towards her so that he was now within arm's reach of her and looking her over with a wolfish smile.

"Yes, of course, I want to keep going," he growled into the phone, his eyes meeting Elkie's. The smile was now gone, replaced by what she could only describe as an almost predatory lust as his hand once again found his straining organ, again peeling back the foreskin. Elkie couldn't help but drop her eyes to his manhood, her own hands taking on a life of their own and resuming their slow assault on her pulsating erogenous zones. 

This did not go unnoticed by the man, and Elkie felt an intense thrill at the way his eyes lowered first to her chest, taking in the sight of her pinching and pulling at her nipple through the thin fabric and then to her crotch, seeing the slow circles her fingers were making there.

His eyes lifted again, focusing on hers, and he spoke again into the phone. His voice had dropped deeper, taking on a husky quality; 

"I think it's your turn to strip off now," he murmured.

Elkie stared at him for a moment, almost unable to move.

"Yes… you," he growled, a tone of command entering his voice as his eyes bore into Elkie's. 

Elkie swallowed and found herself giving a brief nod. Her wide eyes flicked from the man's face, down his rippling torso, and to his large manhood as he slowly stroked it. Removing the hand from her panties, she half sat up, taking the hem of her pyjama singlet and peeling it up over her head. Something about the way his eyes drank in the sight of her breasts, nipples jutting out, silently screaming for attention, gave her a deep thrill, and she hurriedly did the same with her pyjama shorts and panties, discarding them on the bed between them. 

Settling back down onto the bed, she rolled onto her side, mirroring his position with one leg propped up and the other bent below her. She was pleased she had trimmed her pussy hair into a neat landing strip that morning as the man's eyes devoured her crotch hungrily, surely noticing the slick wetness between her swollen lips as he licked his lips. She was sure she could even smell the musky scent of her sex and wondered if he could too.

"Good girl," he purred, looking back up at her face. "Now I want you to do what I tell you…"

Again, Elkie found herself nodding, her breath now coming deep and fast in anticipation, her chest rising and falling.

"With one hand, I want you to pinch your nipples… First one then the other… Nice and hard," he began.

Elkie slowly complied, her eyes staring at him as the firmness of her pinching made her breath catch in her throat and then push out in a voiceless whimper.

"Mmm, that feels good, doesn't it?" The man smiled at her lecherously, placing a finger in front of his lips as though to remind Elkie not to make a sound.

Elkie nodded, her thumb and forefinger once again taking the first nipple between them, stretching it out towards him, and twisting. This made her whimper softly, and the man raised his eyebrow, once again reminding her to be quiet.

The man looked around for a moment, seemingly looking for something, before his eyes fell on Elkie's discarded panties between them. Taking his hand from his cock, he picked up the panties, feeling the thin material between his fingers. Opening his mouth, he mimed for Elkie to open hers. Confused, she did so and was shocked when he reached forward and stuffed her panties into her own mouth. He was gagging her! This was something new to Elkie, but something about his dominant command made her pussy tingle, making her squeeze her thighs together as the heady scent of her own arousal drenched her panties filled her nostrils.

"Good," he started, his hand again wrapping itself around his rock-hard organ pointing out towards her. "Keep pinching, and with your other hand, I want you to slip a finger up into your tight little pussy."

Elkie didn't even hesitate, her legs hinging open as her right hand found its target. Letting out a ragged breath into her damp panties, she eased one finger up into her drenched opening. 

"Now ease it in and out… Slowly," he almost whispered, his cock visibly throbbing in his hand as he watched her.

"You need another finger in there, don't you?" He asked, smirking slightly. "You need something bigger?"

Elkie nodded eagerly, eliciting a chuckle from him.

"Ok, imagine you're lying in front of me… Show me how you fuck yourself with two fingers, beautiful," he growled.

At the use of the word beautiful, Elkie felt an unexpected thrill. Obviously, she was only half of his audience, but just the thought of receiving a compliment from this adonis made her pussy clench.

Elkie lifted her upper leg further, giving herself easier access to her now dripping hole, and pushed her middle and ring fingers in hungrily. She moaned around the makeshift gag as her tight tunnel gripped them, knowing that he could hear it, if only faintly, but hoping that his companion couldn't. She eased them in and out, her palm pressing against her swollen clit as her greedy hole swallowed their full length.

For the next minute or so, Elkie slowly increased the speed with which she was fucking herself, the stranger lying in front of her skillfully encouraging her along with his phone companion, as his own stroke rate slowly increased. It was everything Elkie could do to stop herself from moaning loudly or crying out, but she managed, only the occasional muffled whimper escaping into her panty-gag even though the expression on her face was one of agonising desperation.

It must have been really gradual, but at one point Elkie realised that their lower halves had somehow shuffled closer to each other. She couldn't be sure if he had moved or she had, or if it had been both of them, but with a gasp, she felt the head of his cock suddenly bump against her stomach - just above her pubic hair. This made her pussy squeeze at her fingers desperately, and she couldn't help but look down. He continued to pump his fist up and down the thick shaft as she watched, and once with a slight thrust of his hips the head once again pushed against her stomach, this time even more firmly. As it pulled away again, she noticed a sticky line of precum attaching them together for a moment. 

Elkie noticed that he, too, was looking down, and at the same moment, they both looked up into each other's faces, now only a few inches apart. She could hear his phone companion moaning softly now.

"Let me taste your fingers," He growled huskily.

Elkie was hesitant to stop touching herself, and he realised this with a chuckle.

"Don't worry, I'll help you," he barely whispered.

With this, Elkie felt the man's hand, having freed his cock, cup over the hand at her crotch. It was hot from holding his throbbing manhood, making her whimper quietly. She could also feel how much bigger his hand was than hers as she withdrew her fingers, sliding out from under it.

Staring into his eyes, Elkie felt the man's middle finger curl upwards, its tip finding her opening and easing in. She sighed into the material of her panties as she felt its thickness push up into her, amazed also at just how long it was as she pushed her hips down onto it.

"Let me taste you," he purred, this time more insistently, making Elkie remember what he'd asked.

She slid her hand up over his muscular chest, seeing him open his mouth slightly as she felt the rough stubble of his chin. Slipping both fingers into his mouth, she felt him suck hard on them, his tongue snaking around them, whilst at the same time shuffling his hips forward so that his hot, hard manhood pressed into her stomach. This made her pussy clench strongly, and he took this as his cue to add a second finger to Elkie's obviously hungry pussy. The additional girth made her push down hard and let out an involuntary moan, louder than expected. Luckily, the man groaned at the same moment, obviously aroused by how horny she was, covering up the sound.

Still, he raised an eyebrow, holding his fingers inside rather than moving in and out. He was clearly admonishing her for being too loud. Even this sensation was enough to make her whimper, however, her hips took on a life of their own - squirming and circling in an attempt to get those big, strong fingers to fuck her.

For a few moments, he simply watched her, an amused look on his face as she squirmed. Her face screamed a silent plea. She could hear the woman at the other end of the phone moaning as she pleasured herself. Elkie had her man's fingers inside her, though, she thought with a devilish thrill.

Taking her fingers from his mouth, he spoke softly, his words slow and measured.

"These walls are thin, so I need you to keep quiet… Do you think you can do that?"

Elkie nodded frantically, even as she heard the other woman moan out a desperate; "Yes."

"Good, because I'm going to fuck you now… I'm going to put the phone on speaker so that my hands are free, and when you cum you're going to do it silently…" He stated matter-of-factly, his eyes never leaving Elkie's.

Elkie simply stared into the man's big, brown eyes, frozen. This felt like a big step. Everything so far had happened gradually, as though it was a slow, logical progression, but this… Letting this stranger push his cock up into her… But even at the thought of it, her body betrayed her. She felt her hips push down again as her head nodded up and down, the look on her face pleading as she heard the other whimper out a desperate, "Oh god yes, fuck me."

At this, the man withdrew his fingers from her, taking the phone and putting it on speaker before laying it on the end of this mattress.

"Ok, can you still hear me?" He asked.

"Yes." Came the ragged female reply.

"Good, now no more noise," he commanded. At this, he looked up into Elkie's face, and she simply nodded.

At this point, Elkie knew that she no longer had any control over the situation, and she loved it. She would do anything this dominant man wanted from her, she realised, and it made her pussy almost gush with arousal.

Slowly, and with that same predatory look he had given her earlier, he climbed over onto her bunk, pushing her over onto her back and grasping the backs of both of her knees with his hands. Looking into her face, he pushed her legs up and back, displaying her pussy and ass to his hungry eyes.

"First I want to taste you properly," he moaned, leaning down. Without hesitation, he slid his thick tongue up the length of Elkie's wet slit before swirling the tip around her hard clit. 

"I bet that feels good," he growled, looking up into Elkie's face to see her nodding as she swallowed back a moan. She knew she had to remain completely silent now, the risk of the other woman hearing very real. She could even hear the other woman breathing heavily, obviously fighting her own urge to vocalise.

For a few minutes, the man alternated between teasing Elkie's clit and sliding his fat tongue up into her. Between each, he would keep up a running commentary of what he was doing for the benefit of his phone companion, whose breathing was becoming more and more ragged. Elkie was somehow managing to keep herself from moaning or crying out, despite the orgasm slowly building inside her.

Abruptly, the man ceased his assault on Elkie's pussy, keeping her legs raised as he climbed up to rest the head of his cock at her twitching opening.

"I need to fuck you now," he whimpered, eliciting another enthusiastic nod from Elkie and a sharp expulsion of air from the woman at the other end of the phone.

Leaning his weight forward with a grunt, the man pushed the head of his cock into Elkie. She threw her head back and bit down on her panties to stop herself from crying out.

"My head's stretching you open," he growled.

The phone woman was panting.

Pushing his hips forward slowly, his thickness eased further into Elkie. His girth was thicker than she was used to. Her hands gripped his muscular upper arms as her own breathing became ragged. The other woman whimpered and Elkie could hear what sounded like her fingers pumping in and out of herself. This somehow made Elkie even wetter, as though the fact that this other woman was desperate for what she was getting gave her a certain sense of power even though she was powerless against this man.

With another push, Elkie felt the rest of the man's long, raw, shaft push into her, his pubic mound bumping against her clit and his big, soft balls resting against her buttocks.

"Mmm… I'm all the way inside you now," he almost grunted. 

This sensation, combined with his guttural commentary, made Elkie grab his neck and pull him down to her level. 

Bringing his ear to her mouth, she whimpered through the panties gagging her, "Fuck me…"

At that same moment, the woman at the other end of the phone let out a series of soft moans and then started panting.

"Sorry baby," the other woman whispered, "I was trying to stay quiet, but I couldn't help from cumming."

"That's ok, baby," the man replied, his voice shaky and breathless, "I'm not too far behind." 

As he said this, the man drew his head back and looked at Elkie with a devilish grin, slowly withdrawing the length of his cock until just the head was nestled inside her. Elkie held her breath, fighting the urge to beg him around her gag.

Once again, he spoke to the other woman.

"But you should get some sleep.," He winked at Elkie. "I'll finish myself off."

"Ok honey," the woman replied, "I'll speak to you in the morning."

"Yes, sleep well, baby," responded the man before reaching over to hang up.

Time seemed to slow down as he brought his attention back to Elkie, grinning down at her in that predatory way again. She felt both fear and intense excitement. Reaching down, he pulled the gag from her mouth, tossing it away.

"Now…" He began, teasing, "What should I do with you?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Fuck me… Please." Elkie pleaded, even as she tried to push her hips up to take him in further. "Please fuck me with that big beautiful cock," she begged, before adding, to her surprise, "and fill me with your hot cum!"

He hesitated for a moment longer, seeming to tease her.

"With pleasure," he grunted, suddenly thrusting his hips forward. The full length of his thick cock pumped into her, making her cry out loudly, all attempts to keep quiet now gone.

Once again, he withdrew, not quite so slowly this time, leaving just the tip again before thrusting in. He repeated this over and over, slowly increasing his pace. Each time he withdrew she whimpered, begging him to fuck her with her eyes and her words. Each time he thrust into her, she felt a jolt run through her clit to connect with the deep, intense pressure from his cock, making her cry out louder and louder each time. She didn't care if the other dorm rooms could hear them - if they could hear this dominant adonis claim her thirsty married cunt.

Soon, he was thrusting in and out of her hard and fast, even the sound of their hips slapping and the bunk hitting the wall surely keeping everyone else in the hostel awake. His eyes bore into hers as her inevitable orgasm built and built, every nerve in her body seemed to be whipping her up toward that perfect moment of release.

Elkie wasn't usually very vocal in bed. Perhaps it was the fact she had had to keep quiet earlier, but it was like a switch inside her had been flicked.

"Fuck me," she grunted, "fuck my tight married pussy!"

This clearly spurred the man on, making him lean down and suck a nipple into his mouth. He bit down on it as he continued to fuck her for all he was worth.

"Yes!" she cried out, "own me with that huge cock!"

With that, Elkie's body started to spasm. It was like she was doing a dozen ab crunches all at once, but it extended down into her crotch and out into her limbs. She felt the muscles of her pussy squeeze the man's thick shaft like a vice as he held its length fully engulfed in her, knowing that she was on the brink. 

"Fuck yes!" she cried out, her orgasm ripping through her body. Her legs had freed themselves from the man's grip and were now wrapped tightly around his back, pulling him in as she rocked against him. 

"Oh Jesus," he cried out in turn, pushed over the edge by the intensity of Elkie's orgasm, "I'm going to cum!"

With that, he latched his mouth onto hers, deeply and passionately kissing her as she felt him twitch deep inside her. He moaned deeply into her mouth as his hips almost crushed her down into the thin mattress, his manhood releasing its seed with pump after pump after pump until he was finally spent.

Collapsing onto her, the man rolled off, his cock releasing with a wet plop. 

Gently, he pulled her in for a softer kiss.

"I'm Marco." He whispered, smiling down at her as she nestled into his side.

"Elkie," was all she could think to reply, blushing slightly, as she looked up at him, feeling a little like a deer caught in headlights.

"Sleep now." He grinned, stroking her hair and closing his eyes.

Elkie's racing heart and ragged breathing gradually slowed as cum dribbled down her thigh and cooled. The last thing she remembered before drifting off to sleep was realising the man she was snuggling so intimately with - Marco - had seemed to fall asleep. She surprised herself by reaching down and taking his now-soft cock in her hand. It was still warm, and a little sticky. In the dark, she weighed it in her hand - the first cock aside from her husband's that she had touched in years. Absent-mindedly, she wondered if this was the start of a new chapter in her life. She realised she may never see this guy again, but something in her that felt long dormant had been released from its cage. Something that was now lazily making her wonder about all the other men out there, and all the other cocks, even as she gently weighed Marco's soft manhood and drifted off to sleep.