I Picked Up My Best Fuck Ever At A Hotel Bar

You know what they say, a fuck is a fuck And I have never been a shrinking violet, or one not to take advantage of a fuck if it is going, I like sex, so what. I picked up my best fuck ever in a hotel bar, but this actually turned out to be a big mistake for me and I actually ended up feeling really bad about it in the end.

I had become a regular in a hotel bar after my divorce and one night I was there, dancing with a young guy who was really cute. Things were already getting hot on the dance floor, and the next thing I knew we were in the foyer of the ladies loo and I was on my knees with his cock stuck halfway down my throat

Make adult contacts in many places, hotel bars, online and virtually anywhere. But remember to make contact, you have to be open to contact.

We didn’t even go into a stall to do it, just right there in the ladies loo, he got me up off my knees turned me around and stuck his big cock in me from behind. I was so turned on at the though of being caught, that I came in seconds.

He went at it, pounding away at me, my pants round my ankles and driving his massive hardon into my cunt, for a maximum of two or three minutes before he came too. Afterwards, leaving the bathroom and continuing dancing where we had left off, it was the best fuck I’d had in years.

This was long before I became a freelance writer and I held a responsible position at a health management company. We had a problem with a sick receptionists, so I called for a temp at our regular agency.

In this girl came and she worked out fin, but one day we were chatting, I could not figure out why I had this feeling I knew her. One day while chatting she said that she thinks her fiancé knows me, and did I ever go to Jacks Bar.

Not thinking about it very much I sort of went oh, what’s his name and she told me, but it didn’t mean very much to me at the time. Anyway about two days after that, I am walking through to the reception near quitting time, and her she is with her fiancé, so she says, "hey, Stephanie, this is my fiancé, the guy I was telling you about".

He had his back to me, but it looked awfully familiar, and he turned around, imaging the look on my face when I realized that just the week before this temps fiancé had his cock in my mouth in the ladies loo.

My hotel bar fuck had come back to haunt me in the worse possible way, but when I told my boss the story he thought it was hysterical. I couldn’t believe I had been such a stupid tart, and I never caught his name

We send sex stories like this to your website, RSS Reader and email. They are great material for marketing adult site, so check you out.