Straight Female / 28
Has anyone else out there experienced anything like I have in the last month. If you have please let me know what you decided and how you got around the situation.
Sat waiting for my husband Glen at a hotel/restaurant he arrived in a taxi pissed out of his head. He'd been drinking all day it appeared with two of his work colleagues. Sat waiting for our table to readied I over heard Glen drunkenly talking to a guy who was stood near the lifts. He asked the man what he thought of me and then to my utter astonishment he asked the guy if he gave him permission, would he fuck me.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but at the same time I couldn't help myself from getting slightly turned on. The next time I turned around Glen had walked upto where I was sat with the older guy. The next thing I knew I was being introduced to the hotels head porter and he wasn't to shy to say "There's a few rooms empty if you wanna go up".
Forgetting about our meal, I found myself in a hotel room with Glen who had almost passed out and a man I didn't know. I soon got to know him, not because I found him irresistable or overwhelmingly handsome, but because Glen just assumed I'd say no and I'd tell the guy where to go. Glen even in his drunken state was shocked when I asked the porter if he had a large cock. Telling me eight and half inches had my pussy dripping.
The porter (I'll call him Jim, close enough) wasn't lying. Jim had probably had sex with many women at the hotel over the years, but I doubt he'd had one with the husband present and hazilly watching (at first). There was no pretense or lovey feel to why we were in the room, so the hour and a half myself and Jim had sex was purely lustful and very horny.
I came when he licked, probed and finger fucked my pussy and arsehole. But the orgasm was nothing to when I felt every single inch of Jims cock thrust it's way deep inside my pussy. The whole scenario had my senses in overdrive and with Jim on his back I slid right down hard onto his huge cock. By that stage Glen had flaked out on a chair on the other side of the room. When He woke up much later on, I'd let Jim fuck me twice more. Once lay on the bed with Jim gently easing his cock up my arsehole, making me cum for the first time that way. And once in the large shower after I'd sucked his cock back to life as the water beat down over us both. He took me anally again, but this time I had him thrust inside of my arsehole a lot harder, at the same time he reached around playing with my pussy and clit, making me cum seconds before he filled my rear hole.
Waking Glen up to make sure we got our taxi home, was a job in itself. He was still very drunk and Jim helped me carry Glen down to the taxi. Before I got in I thanked Jim for an amazingly good sexual time. He responded by telling me anytime I want to have some fun, give him a ring. Glen woke up the next morning and was in a state. He asked me if we stayed in a hotel room as he thought he remembered being in one. I told him we didn't and hid the scrap of paper with Jim number on.
I couldn't and haven't gotten Jims large cock out of my mind since. We've texted each other and I've taken naked photo's of myself and sent them to him. He's done the same, making sure he was fully erect when the pictures were taken. Each day now I lust after the way he fucked me and after the size of of his manhood. I haven't met Jim again yet, but I know when Glen goes away shortly to a company conference, I know I be sorely tempted to call Jim and visit him and hotels bedrooms. It's a decission I was hoping to find help with.
Sat waiting for my husband Glen at a hotel/restaurant he arrived in a taxi pissed out of his head. He'd been drinking all day it appeared with two of his work colleagues. Sat waiting for our table to readied I over heard Glen drunkenly talking to a guy who was stood near the lifts. He asked the man what he thought of me and then to my utter astonishment he asked the guy if he gave him permission, would he fuck me.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but at the same time I couldn't help myself from getting slightly turned on. The next time I turned around Glen had walked upto where I was sat with the older guy. The next thing I knew I was being introduced to the hotels head porter and he wasn't to shy to say "There's a few rooms empty if you wanna go up".
Forgetting about our meal, I found myself in a hotel room with Glen who had almost passed out and a man I didn't know. I soon got to know him, not because I found him irresistable or overwhelmingly handsome, but because Glen just assumed I'd say no and I'd tell the guy where to go. Glen even in his drunken state was shocked when I asked the porter if he had a large cock. Telling me eight and half inches had my pussy dripping.
The porter (I'll call him Jim, close enough) wasn't lying. Jim had probably had sex with many women at the hotel over the years, but I doubt he'd had one with the husband present and hazilly watching (at first). There was no pretense or lovey feel to why we were in the room, so the hour and a half myself and Jim had sex was purely lustful and very horny.
I came when he licked, probed and finger fucked my pussy and arsehole. But the orgasm was nothing to when I felt every single inch of Jims cock thrust it's way deep inside my pussy. The whole scenario had my senses in overdrive and with Jim on his back I slid right down hard onto his huge cock. By that stage Glen had flaked out on a chair on the other side of the room. When He woke up much later on, I'd let Jim fuck me twice more. Once lay on the bed with Jim gently easing his cock up my arsehole, making me cum for the first time that way. And once in the large shower after I'd sucked his cock back to life as the water beat down over us both. He took me anally again, but this time I had him thrust inside of my arsehole a lot harder, at the same time he reached around playing with my pussy and clit, making me cum seconds before he filled my rear hole.
Waking Glen up to make sure we got our taxi home, was a job in itself. He was still very drunk and Jim helped me carry Glen down to the taxi. Before I got in I thanked Jim for an amazingly good sexual time. He responded by telling me anytime I want to have some fun, give him a ring. Glen woke up the next morning and was in a state. He asked me if we stayed in a hotel room as he thought he remembered being in one. I told him we didn't and hid the scrap of paper with Jim number on.
I couldn't and haven't gotten Jims large cock out of my mind since. We've texted each other and I've taken naked photo's of myself and sent them to him. He's done the same, making sure he was fully erect when the pictures were taken. Each day now I lust after the way he fucked me and after the size of of his manhood. I haven't met Jim again yet, but I know when Glen goes away shortly to a company conference, I know I be sorely tempted to call Jim and visit him and hotels bedrooms. It's a decission I was hoping to find help with.
