Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Hotel Bar Pick-Up bygreivous©

My two buddies and I had been on a week-long fishing trip and we were staying at a hotel close to the airport for one night ahead of our flight home in the morning. It had been a great week, lots of fishing, whiskey, and bullshit - but no pussy, so I was ready to go if the opportunity presented itself.

We checked in, got clean, and met up at the hotel bar for beers and shots. The bar was quite busy: not exactly a crush, but things were getting loud and the music was pumping. There was a wedding reception going on in one of the banquet rooms, and from our position we could see people going in and out to the bathrooms or whatever. Not bad overall, for what was basically a three-star hotel in a regional shit-hole town. No-one in their right mind would ever go there if they had the choice, but hey, here we were, my buddies and I - the beer was cold, the shots were shots, and life was good, even if there was nothing much to look at.

Just then, these two young sluts walked out of the reception room and headed over in our direction. How did I know they were sluts? It was written all over them. Slut #1 was wearing a tight cream dress which barely covered her pussy, and she'd squeezed her tits into it as much as she could without them falling out. Her blonde hair was piled up high and she had bright red lip-stick to match her bright red nails. Her white heels were about a million miles high. Good legs, thank Christ, and while she wasn't exactly slim, she certainly wasn't fat and her body looked quite nubile. You'd fuck her, I thought, if you'd just spent a week in the mountains with nothing but two guys and some fish.

Her friend, Slut #2, was even sluttier, if that was possible. She was a brunette (actually they were both brunette, but Slut #1 had gone blonde), and she was in a loud red dress as short as her friend's but somehow even more revealing: tighter, more busty, and more slutty. Her shoes were hilarious - the heels were about a billion miles high. Her face was ok pretty but her body was awesome, in a small-town-slut kind of way, and she knew it. Leggy, slender, good skin, and very fuckable. Both of them had a look which said "cheap pornography magazine", maybe on purpose, maybe by nature, who knows, who cares.

What was important was that they looked like cheap dirty sluts on a Saturday night and they were coming my way.

I watched them giggle, wobble and stagger towards us as they pushed up to the bar between me and my buddies. Slut #1 ordered two white wines.

"How come you can't get free drinks at the wedding?" I said to Slut #1.

"Because Brendan's dad lost his job and he can't afford free drinks all night, so we've come over here to get all the rich millionaires to buy us drinks", said Slut #1. I guessed Brendan was the groom.

"Now, how did you know that I'm a rich millionaire?" I asked. Actually I am a rich millionaire, so even though she was half drunk her natural female money antennae were working fine.

"I can tell", said Slut #1, "it's written all over you, and besides, you look like a total bastard, so you must be."

"You're right, I am a total bastard. So what are you going to do in return for me buying you drinks?" I asked, with a shit-eating grin. I sat on my bar-stool with my legs wide open so she could have a good look at my cock bulge.

Sure enough, Slut #1 glanced down straight at my crotch. I love it when a woman does that, it almost always means I can fuck her later if I want. Slut #1 swiveled her hips and displayed her full rack to me. "Well you never know your luck, champ. Shelley here's a right load of trouble when she's had a few wines, aren't you Shel."

Slut #2, who from this point we shall refer to as "Shelley", smirked and leant forward towards me, exposing even more of her tits, if that was possible. "She can talk", she said, wafting me with white wine breath, "She'll do anything for a free drink, and that's why Brendan's parents aren't talking to her!" Shelley burst out laughing, and so did Slut #1, the pair of them snickering, winking, and toasting each other, as if they were the only ones in the room who knew they were utter, utter sluts.

My two fishing buddies were appalled, and jealous. Both of them had boring, dumpy wives and were off the leash for the week. Over the next ten minutes both of them tried to pump their own egos with pathetic attempts to get the sluts interested, and both of them failed miserably. I mean Jesus, sluts like these two can tell the difference between talk and action from twenty paces.

It turned out Slut #1's name was Peggy, and it wasn't long before the dirty bitch was leaning her body into me between my wide open legs, rubbing herself on me at every chance. I had my hand on her body just above the curve of her right ass cheek and her tits were basically right in my face, as I sat on the bar stool and she got drunk on cheap white wine.

Meanwhile Shelley was sitting across from me on a bar stool and was giving me some very hot looks. She had her legs crossed, her short dress hitched right up her thighs, and her left leg was pushed up and rubbing my left leg. I had my left forearm rested on the bar and Shelley was lightly scratching it with her nails, slowly up and down. Shelley was leaning forward at every opportunity, showing me her big tits squashed into her slutty red dress. My cock was getting harder and I made no effort at all to hide it as I downed my beer and ordered another one.

The barman served the beer. I picked it up, Shelley accidentally bumped my arm, and best part of a whole pint of cold lager went splashing all over Peggy's face and tits. Everyone around us went "oh!" and the three of us, me, Shelley, and Peggy, each said "Jesus!" in a different way. For a second Peggy just stood there, with beer all over her face and chest, and then she and Shelley started laughing as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

"Fucking hell I'm fucking soaked!" shouted Peggy, holding her hands out in front of her. "How am I supposed to go back in there like this," she said, nodding over towards the reception room.

We got a few napkins from the bartender but it didn't make much difference, she was a mess.

"Tell you what," I said, "your dress is okay, it just went all over your face and tits". Indeed, the beer was running down between her tits and under her dress. It made me want to pull her top down and suck her nipples.

"Why don't you come up to my room and have a shower to clean up?"

Peggy paused, standing there with beer all over her face and chest. My offer was obviously sleazy, and she didn't really have much choice, but she still needed a gentle shove to push her over the line.

"It's right upstairs on the fourth floor. Shelley can come too, just to make sure you're okay," I said, standing up. My balls were heavy and beginning to ache.

"Well there's fuck-all else to do about it," said Peggy,"so yeah okay, thanks, let's go."

Shelley stood up and we all turned to go. As I guided them through the crowd towards the elevators, I made sure to look over my shoulder at my fishing buddies. That's right, I smirked, two filthy sluts, heading upstairs to my room. Have fun masturbating tonight, suckers, I'll tell you all about it in the morning.

Now, whenever I'm in a hotel, which is often, I always make a point of setting up my room before I go out, just in case. I fix the lighting low, to set an atmosphere. I get some low-key house music going on the speakers so it sounds cool when I get back, and I make sure the ice-box is full. I figure you never know when you're going to meet two sluts from a wedding reception at the hotel bar, so you need to be prepared. Yes, my room was a standard room, in a three-star hotel, in a shit-hole dump of a regional town, but whatever - it was cooler than anywhere else these two sluts were going tonight.

"Ooh, this is cool," said Peggy, "nice and sexy, are you having a party?" Meanwhile Shelley had walked straight over to the mini-bar fridge and was bending over in her heels, her short red dress barely covering her ass, brazenly parading herself like a slut.

"Why don't you jump in the shower and get cleaned up," I said to Peggy, "and I'll fix us some drinks". Peggy winked at me, blew me a kiss, and stepped into the bathroom. I noticed she closed the door behind her, which was a bit disappointing, but then I figured it was ok because it gave me more leeway with Shelley.

Shelley was still at the mini-bar. "Hey Shelley," I said, moving towards her. "Let me show you this special drink I found out about a few weeks ago, it's called an American Beauty, it's tasty, you'll love it".

"Okay cool," said Shelley. I made the drinks, putting the brandy in her glass and the vermouth and orange in mine (the cheap hotel mini-bar didn't have all the ingredients for a real American Beauty, but so what). Shelley was standing very close to me, and the tension was electric.

"We have to mix it in each other's mouths, that's the rules, so take a big gulp and hold it in your mouth until I kiss you, okay?", I said, repeating a line I've been using since I was sixteen.

Shelley took a big gulp, like a good girl. I sipped some of my glass and leaned forward to kiss her. Our lips met, and she opened her mouth. The brandy, vermouth, and orange mixed with a sting, and Shelley's tongue met mine like a striking serpent. Putting my glass down, I reached around and grabbed her tight slut ass with both hands. Shelley pushed her tits into me, kissing me wantonly with her arms around my neck, wriggling her slutty body all over me.

I moved her backwards towards the bed, with the intention of fucking her there and then. It was only a few short steps, and as we moved and kissed I pulled her short red dress up over her hips to her waist. One reason I work out a lot is to keep my stomach flat so it's easy to get my pants off. As we reached the bed I quickly unclipped my pants, and with a downwards shove I had them down around my ankles and my cock free and ready for sex. A week in the woods without any release meant my cock was rock hard, curving upwards and swaying like a cobra above my full aching balls. I pushed Shelley backwards onto the bed and hooked my left thumb around behind her ass and under her g-string thong. (I knew it would be a g-string, what else would a slut like her be wearing?) I slipped my thumb back down towards her pussy, pulled the thong out of the way, and angled my body, so that as she fell back on the bed I was between her legs with my cockhead pushing into her sex. Shelley was still kissing me hard as she opened and raised her legs for me.

I pressed myself forwards and the thick head of my big hard cock entered her vagina.

"Jesus, you don't muck around, do you," she breathed, as I bit the back of her neck, forcing my cock into her, pushing in and easing out as she got lubricated, my cock splitting her tight cunt open, and both my hands spreading her ass cheeks wide, the tips of my fingers pulling her pussy lips open.

"I'm going to fuck your brains out," I grunted.

"Uh-huh", she gasped, as I fucked her. She had her arms around my neck and over my shoulders, and her cunt was juicing up so now my cock was about half way into her. Shelley raised her legs high and wide, wrapping her ankles around my waist, pushing her hips up into me to meet my thrusting cock, and started fucking me like there was no tomorrow. I don't know how many men she'd fucked in her life but her pussy was tight, one of the best I've ever fucked, and as I raked my hard length into her she fucked me back like a rattlesnake, biting my shoulder and humping my cock. I could just see my ass in my room's full-length mirror, driving and pumping between her white thighs in the soft light, but I couldn't see anything else so it was like watching two strangers fucking, and for some reason that turned me on and made me fuck her harder.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh yeah ,oh yeah, oh fuck me, oh yeah" she breathed as I fucked her with her shoes on, her cunt nice and wet now and her tits pressing into my chest. I pulled her back to the edge of the bed so I could get some purchase with my feet, and looped my arms around the backs of her slender thighs, pushing her ankles up over my shoulders, fucking her harder, leaning into her, pushing her down into the bed, slamming my meat into her with loud slaps as my groin met her wet pussy, with one hand behind her neck pulling her hair, exposing her throat, and the other holding her wrist back above her head like she was being raped. She wasn't exactly fighting me off either, the flexible little slut, humping me with her eyes rolling back half closed and her fingers scratching across my back.

At that point I realised just what a total slut this Shelley really was. I'd only met her half an hour earlier, and it was clear that whatever I wanted to do to her, she'd be right into it. I felt a sudden urge to fuck her in the ass, and fuck her mouth, and really violate her as much as possible, as soon as I could.

At some point while we were fucking I heard the shower switch off, and a bit later the bathroom door opened and Peggy stepped out in a towel.

"Well look at you two, why am I not surprised," she said, with a smirk. I carried on fucking her friend, who was proving herself to be completely shameless. I started thinking about taking Shelley out onto the balcony and fucking her in public.

"Shelley and I were just getting to know each other better", I said, between breaths. "How was the shower? Feel like a drink? There's champagne in the fridge."

"I'd love a drink", said Peggy. She opened a half-bottle of champagne and poured herself a glass, then casually sat down on the bed across from me and Shelley while we fucked all the while. I couldn't believe it, she was watching me and Shelley fuck like we were playing a game of chess or something.

I kept up an even rhythm, pumping steadily into Shelley's tight pussy, her legs wrapped around my waist again, and my cock slamming into her so our groins met with a slap on each thrust. She was panting and moaning quietly, and then she turned her head to Peggy and said "oh he's got a big one, I can't handle it" and then she started spasming, her pussy flexing rapidly against my hard cock and her body tensing up. I started fucking her really hard, really making sure she felt it good, punishing her slut pussy while she orgasmed all over my cock.

I carried on fucking her but she started trying to push me off so I pulled out of her and she rolled away on the bed groaning. I stood up, kicked my pants and shoes off and walked around the side of the bed towards Peggy, my hard cock swaying in the dim light. Peggy put her glass on the floor and opened her mouth, and I shoved my cock in.

She licked and sucked all around my hard cock, holding it with one hand, exploring my length with her tongue and mouth, licking and sucking my balls before returning to the head and bobbing up and down as she sucked me. I let her blow me for a minute and then I started fucking her face. I had one hand gripping under her chin and the other behind her head, with one foot on the bed, and I forced her to deep throat me, steadily thrusting into her mouth as I pushed her backwards onto the bed, her towel falling away, straddling her with my knees on either side of her head, making her gasp, gurgle, and choke. I humped her face with my hard cock, pumping and fucking her face, making sure she took me down her throat. Every now and then I pulled out, letting her suck and lick my balls, before easing my cock back into her mouth and starting again with the hard fucking. Her lips felt like heaven and she kept her wet mouth tight around my shaft and rolled her tongue around and over my cock head as I fucked her face.

After a minute I glanced over to see what Shelley was doing - she was just sitting on the edge of the bed watching her friend give one of the all-time great blow-jobs. I decided to make her do something useful.

"Hey Shelley", I said. "Be a good girl and get some bath oil."

Shelley got up and went into the bathroom, and I pulled out of Peggy's mouth, stood up, and roughly turned her on to her stomach. I shoved her legs apart with my knees and pulled her hips up and back towards me. Her pussy was shaved bald. I quickly leaned forward, and ran my tongue all over her labia, sucking her mound and tonguing her pussy lips. I lapped at her sex, from her asshole to her clit, up and back, over and over again as Peggy moaned and moved her hips with me, raising her ass higher. I pushed my tongue into her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb, her juices on my lips and my face, and her clit swelling up harder.

Shelley came back with a bottle of that scented bath oil you get in hotels.

"That's all there is", she said.

"Put it on my cock", I told her, and she squirted the oil into her hand and rubbed it onto my cock, up and down and all over the head. I thought she was going to suck me but she didn't. I slapped Peggy's ass cheek hard, and pulled her hips further up and back. She moved her knees slightly wider and arched her back more, presenting herself to me, ready to fuck. I stepped closer, and pressed the head of my cock into her pussy. The bath oil helped me slip into her, the tightness gripping my cock, my hands on her waist and hips holding her steady. Again putting one foot on the bed, I eased my thick meat into her.

"Oh god", she said. "Mmph, oooh ,oh jesus, you bastard". Peggy tossed her head from side to side, her hands bunching up, her arms flat on the bed. I pushed all the way into her, nice and slow, and then started fucking her harder, back and forth, holding her hips as she moaned and groaned, pumping my cock into her with a steady rhythm, my balls swinging, my teeth gritted with sexual violence.

"Ooh you're so big", said Peggy, as I started fucking her cunt deeper. My cock was as hard as concrete, pushing into her, splitting her open.

"Oh fuck me, oh yeah, oh fuck me, oh yeah, fuck me, oh yeah", she moaned. Peggy was rolling her hips, humping me in rhythm, her hands gripping the bedspread and her eyes closed.

"Mmm, oh yeah, that's good", I told her. "That's it, fuck me you dirty slut, fuck my hard cock, fuck me good like Shelley did, fuck my cock." I moved my left hand around onto her tits and leaned into her, the full length of my hard cock jamming right up deep into her vagina, fucking her good and hard and deep with each thrust.

Meanwhile Shelley was sitting on the edge of the bed again, sipping champagne. Could I get a threesome going?

"Hey Shelley", I grunted, as I fucked her friend, "why don't you move round and put your pussy in her face, then she can lick you while I fuck her."

"What?", said Shelley.

"Sit in front of her and put your pussy in her face so she can lick you while I'm fucking her", I hissed, straining with the effort I was putting in to fucking Peggy's tight pussy. "Make her lick your pussy."

"Are you up for that Peg?" said Shelley, moving across the bed and positioning herself. It looked like Shelley was up for it, whatever Peggy said.

"Mmm, yeah okay, ohh", murmured Peggy as I fucked her. Shelley pulled off her g-string, opened her long slender legs and slid forwards on the bed towards us. She still had her high heels on. I grabbed Peggy's hair and pulled her head up, and Shelley moved forward and wriggled her shaven pussy into Peggy's face, leaning back on her elbows as Peggy started licking and sucking her pussy.

This was so great - I had a perfect view of the action. Shelley looked me straight in the eyes and winked, then leaned back with her legs spread wide, her short red dress around her waist. Her eyes half closed and she started concentrating on the oral sex her friend was giving her. It quickly became all about one girl getting the other one off, as Peggy licked and sucked Shelley's pussy and clit, working her head up and down, lightly and firmly tonguing her friend's cunt, rolling her tongue around Shelley's clit, toying with it, teasing it, building the pressure, until Shelley's hips were humping up and down, thrusting and rolling, and she was groaning and moaning, squeezing her own tits and whispering "oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah" under her breath.

And all the while I fucked Peggy's tight pussy with a steady, relentless pulsing rhythm, but I slowed my fuck strokes so Peggy could concentrate on tonguing her friend's vagina. Still, I was pushing deep into her with every slow stroke, gripping her smooth white ass with my hands, my fingers reaching to stretch open her pussy lips while I fucked her deep.

I told you Shelley had a bitching body and the sight of her, lying back with her legs wide open with her high heels on, having her clit sucked and licked, while I fucked the woman who was doing it to her, started driving me over the edge. I pulled out of Peggy's vagina and pushed my cockhead against her asshole and in past her sphincter. She tensed up a bit but didn't complain as I eased deeper and deeper into her asshole, my cock getting harder and thicker as I got closer to orgasm, my balls tightening, three-quarters of my hard cock's length inside Peggy's asshole, moving in and out, fucking her, stretching her. Peggy continued to suck on Shelley's shaved pussy, and Shelley was gripping Peggy's hair with both hands, as I got closer and closer, harder and harder, fucking that ass deeper and deeper, until finally I exploded my orgasm deep into Peggy's tight asshole, filling her ass with cum and pumping her with my thick cock. She was still licking Shelley and then Shelley started coming, twisting and writhing her body while Peggy tried to keep her mouth on her clit.

I pulled out of Peggy's asshole and decided to make Shelley suck my cock. I moved up the bed and forced myself into her mouth while she lay there. She was passive at first as she recovered from her orgasm but soon she was actively sucking me off as I pumped my hips into her. She took all of my cock as I was getting soft, and licked and sucked my balls for a couple of minutes. Behind me Peggy said something about getting back to the wedding so I pulled out of Shelley's mouth and told her I wanted to fuck her on the balcony later, and she said "yeah alright".

I got myself a beer while the Peggy and Shelley got themselves together. We all went back downstairs and I told them I'd be at the bar, and to let me know if they needed a room for the night. I joined up with my fishing buddies and the girls went back to the wedding. The whole thing had taken about 40 minutes.

Much later that night I got Shelley out on to my room's balcony, overlooking the car-park. She gripped the low railing, her long lean legs spread wide apart, her high heels elongating her calves, her back arched, and her red dress bunched up around her slim little waist. She looked great. I sank my cock into her soaking pussy and we fucked slowly in the moonlight, me running my hands softly all over her slender body, pressing her tits, slapping her backside, spreading her thighs, gripping her waist, as I pumped her and fucked her. I reached around and gripped her shaven mound, rubbing her clit with my fingers, holding one of her tits and grunting like an animal while I humped her hard from behind. I told her she was a slut, I told her I was going to fuck her all night and I told her to fuck me with her hips and her tight cunt. She bucked and humped and wiggled and I let her impale herself on my pole before I took over again, fucking her with my knees bent more so I could get right up into her. She orgasmed hard on my cock, and then I pushed it into her asshole and fucked her anally until I came inside her.

The next day with a hangover on the plane I had to beat off in the toilet thinking about her filthy body and the way I fucked her and her friend. Maybe the dirtiest young woman I've ever met.
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Wednesday, December 2, 2015

The Presentation

I had been invited to represent my company at a presentation evening being held by one of our suppliers. It was to consist of a short talk followed by drinks and a finger buffet with a chance to talk with staff from the host firm. I was not really in the mood for going but I went home early to shower and dress. I laid out my favourite black cocktail dress, high heeled shoes and underwear, stripped off and stepped into the shower. I don’t know what it is about having a shower but as the hot water flows all over my naked body I always begin to feel horny. As I spread the lather from my shower gel over my breasts I could feel that familiar tingling feeling and began squeezing and caressing them and pulling and tweaking my stiffening nipples. I moved one hand down to my pussy and was soon spreading the lather between my lips then rubbing my clitoris until it was swollen and throbbing for more attention. I delved two fingers deep inside myself and could feel my juices starting to form. I dearly wanted to stay there and bring myself off but I knew time was running short so I stopped what I was doing, promising myself satisfaction later that night. As always, the sound and feel of the running water made me want to pee so I pulled my pussy lips wide apart and forced my stream of hot yellow piss hard against the glass doors and watched as it ran down to the floor of the shower and mingled with the soapy water. Finished, I rinsed off and stepped out to towel myself dry. After drying my hair and making myself presentable, I was about to get dressed but hesitated. Something made me decide to be daring and not put on any underwear. I had worn this dress without undies before so I knew I could get away with it. Slipping the tight black dress over my naked body made me feel really sexy and I was sorry my partner was not at home for a quickie. I would have fucked him silly.

I arrived on time for the presentation which was typically polished and boring. They could have just presented the facts without all the usual buzz words and flannel. The next part was much more relaxed and as the wine started flowing, everyone began to mix well. I was standing near the buffet and chatting to this 30 something company rep called Dan thinking he was a bit of a ‘jack-the-lad’ and fancied himself rotten. However he had a great sense of humour and within about half an hour or so and many glasses of wine, we were to joking and flirting outrageously. As time went on I began to fancy him strongly and knew the feeling was mutual. We moved back to the table for a few more nibbles and as he stretched across me to get something I could feel his leg pressed against my thigh. He apologised but instead of me moving away, I half turned and pressed back against him. I was positive I could feel the bulge of his cock pressing against me. Our eyes met and we gazed in that knowing way at each other for what seemed like minutes. I started to flush and tingle with excitement and knew I wanted him there and then.

I was very familiar with the office building as I had visited it on many occasions. I leaned over to Dan and whispered to him to make his way to the men’s room but instead to go through the door opposite onto the stairway and up to the next landing. I would meet him there in a couple of minutes. He disappeared and I followed quickly but discretely after him. I made my way to the landing and without a word we were kissing hard and urgently. His hands grabbed the cheeks of my ass and pulled me close and tight against him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me as our tongues entwined. His hands went to the side of my thighs and he raised the hem of my skirt and his fingers found my bare pussy as we broke slightly apart and looked at each other without a word having been said. This was too much and I had to have his cock in my hand so I undid his trousers and eased them down only to find he was also ‘commando’. Wonderful. His throbbing shaft was already oozing pre-cum as I wanked it gently while he expertly fingered my pussy. I was close to coming already so I pulled away and dropped to my knees and took his gleaming 6”+ dick into my mouth and began sucking him off. I did not want him to cum yet as I wanted him hard inside my cunt so after savouring his sticky knob end once more, I moved to sit on the edge of the top step with my legs open and motioned him to go to the steps below. He knew exactly what to do and was soon lapping away at my now soaking wet pussy, plunging his tongue inside as far as it would go and lapping at my engorged clit. I needed that cock now so I lay back and pulled him upwards. He was inside me in seconds and at the same time he pulled down the top of my dress and had his mouth nibbling on my left nipple. I imagined he could not be very comfortable but this was frantic, hard, no nonsense sex and his cock was thrusting in and out of me so hard and fast I could not care what was happening or who might find us. My hips rose to meet his thrusts and I knew neither of us was going to last very long. I hadn’t been fucked like this for a long time and all I wanted was to cum and cum and cum. Dan’s thrusts became shorter and quicker and he was on the verge of shooting his load just as I reached my climax. I could feel my cunt gushing juices all over Dan’s cock and balls when, with a final few hard and deep plunges, he exploded inside me. I could feel his hot seed shooting deep inside my pussy and it seemed to go on forever. He almost fell on top of me and we lay motionless for a few minutes, catching our breath.
The sudden realisation of where we were and how easily we might be caught hit home and I suggested we better get back. I told him to go and I would sort myself out and follow. He pulled up his trousers, tucked his shirt back in and left. I stood up a bit shakily, brushed down my dress which was quite bit dusty and creased, then it happened – I could feel Dan’s cum oozing out from between my legs. I decided to be naughty and leave the evidence of our assignation there on the landing so I stood with my legs wide apart and let it drip from me onto the stair landing. Slowly strings of cum fell to the floor. I pushed hard with my pussy muscles and a sudden flood of spunk hit the deck in a splurge. I could not believe Dan had produced all this sperm. It covered an area bigger than a fried egg and it was deep! It would be quite obvious to anyone as to what it was. I got a tissue from my hand pouch and wiped myself and made my all the way downstairs. I decided not to return to the gathering but to leave by the front door. That had been one of the most exciting and spur of the moment sexual encounters I had ever had.
I was still perspiring from all that energetic sex. Outside the cooler air hit me. I realised I had been drinking a lot yet never gone to pee. Another wicked thought entered my head. I walked slowly along the street and hailed the first cab I saw. Perfect – it was going the other way and it had to spin round to pick me up. I got in the back seat behind the driver. As I sat down I hitched up my dress but the driver could not see a thing. I gave him an address a couple of blocks away from my house and sat back and relaxed. I started chatting to the old driver to distract him as I tried to calm down and empty my bladder. At first nothing would come out. I shifted my body weight slightly but still nothing. We had still a bit to go but I did not want to miss this opportunity. I started to press my hand against my lower tummy and use my muscles to push out my pee. After a minute or so the first spurt shot from my peephole. I hoped I would not make a gushing sound and be heard. I relaxed a bit and then it came. Slowly at first then more and more. I could feel it soaking my ass. I hitched up my dress even more so not to get the back wet. Oh dear, it felt like I was not going to stop and what seemed like gallons of piss was pouring from my pussy. We were nearing my destination now so I squeezed tight and managed to stop the flow. We drew to a halt and I paid the driver before getting out then as he drove off I walked in the direction of my street.
Now I felt really high and excited about what I had done though a little guilty about soaking the cab seat with my piss (guilty – no not really). As I walked, the need to completely empty my bladder was still present so I thought “What the hell, my dress needs cleaning now anyway” and I stopped on the quiet corner and stood and pissed myself, letting it run down my legs and enjoying that feeling of relief.
I got to the house and my partner was still not home so I showered – yes of course I played with myself in the shower again but this time I masturbated until I came once again before getting into bed and waiting for my lover to come home. Oh and Dan? Well he rang me at work the next week and we arranged to meet but that’s another story. Let me say that Dan is now well into watersports.