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Sex With A Stranger

	We met after a torrid few day’s of online dating, I was addicted to the website Swinging.co.nz and this guy was one of the reasons why.   Dave suggested we meet at Cornwall park which we did and then walked back to the parking lot with only three cars in it. I assumed one was Dave’s. ” Don’t bother with a taxi. I’ll drive you back,” he said. ” I have to pee,” I replied. Lucky for me there was a public restroom on one end of the parking lot. It even had flush toilets, sinks and toilet paper. It was dark and cool. The concrete floor smelled like the creek I had crossed. I cupped cold water (there was only cold) in my hands and threw it over my face several times, letting it drip down my neck onto my chest. There was a cracked mirror above the sinks. My face in the mirror was flushed and the pupils of my eyes seemed enormous. I didn’t recognize myself. This was a wild woman. I tore off my soaked T-shirt and washed under my arms, drying with paper towels. Wearing the extra T-shirt I headed into the bright sunlight towards Dave. He was standing by a black car, and his hair was wet. I assumed it was from the sinks in the men’s room. He suggested we head back to a motel as his flatmates were home as were mine. With no traffic it didn’t take long to get to a dodgy little motel he knew on Great South Road. The air swished by the windows. I leaned my head against the car door.  He opened the door for me, pulled my backpack out of the back seat, and put it on. ” I enjoyed it too,” I said. I went immediately for the shower, stripping as I went. It seemed like I was in the shower for an eternity. The water was cooling by the time I stepped out. I put a big soft towel around my head and another around my body. I rinsed out my mouth in the sink with some free mouthwash and walked into the bedroom to dress for dinner. Dave was sitting in the side chair with bare feet resting on the bed. He was wearing different clothes and looked clean. ” How did you get in here?” I asked, astounded. ” Extra key,” he said, unhelpfully. I stepped back but he was in front of me, close to me, before I could breathe. He took the towel off my head and pushed my bangs out of my eyes with his hand. I can’t explain why my body did it, but my hands went around the back of his neck and pressed his lips to mine. The towel slipped down of course. I was immediately pulled full length hard and naked against his body and his tongue was deep in my mouth. I pulled back my head to breathe. He held my shoulders at arms length and stared me up and down. ” Oh my God you are something,” he said. “You are a little art deco nymph.” ” Now that’s a line I’ve never heard before,” I said. I wasn’t sure art deco nymphs were considered attractive in this century. However, Dave had let go of me and was stripping off his clothes faster than I’d every seen a man strip. He was proudly naked, dripping cock against his belly before I could blink. I was frozen in fascination, hands crossed over my breasts. He uncrossed my hands, bent his head down and took most of one 32C in his mouth. He rolled his tongue round and round the tip of it, fondling the other with his other hand. I sighed. ” Dave.” He raised his head and those clear blue eyes pinned me. ” Yes.” This conversation was familiar. Not sure from where, however. ” Dave, if we’re going to do this we need a condom,” I said. ” I have one.” He reached down and pulled a gold foil packet out of his discarded shorts. He placed it on a night stand. ” Don’t worry Lauren,” he said. “We’re just going to do this once. It will be fun. No one else will every know.” ” It’s cheating,” I said. “And if HR found out we could both get fired.” ” Think of it as supplementation, not cheating,” he said. “Think of how good it feels.” Dave pulled the bedspread off and we were finally tangled on the bed skin to skin. There was so much skin to feel. Arms against arms, warm soft hair on his legs against my smooth ones. His warm back was smooth under my fingers. He rolled us sideways and put both hands on my ass, rubbing it in circles. His hard cock stood up against my belly. ” You feel so good,” he said. He slid his tongue back in my mouth and I slid mine against it. I snuggled a leg between his, and pressed my breasts against his chest. We clinched, kissing deeply for a long time as my heart accelerated and the heat built warmer and warmer between my legs. He leaned back and pulled me up on his lap. I stared down at his erect cock, mesmerized. ” You want to suck it, don’t you,” murmured Dave. Suddenly my mouth seemed achingly empty of cock. He stood up at the end of the bed and pulled me, sitting toward him. I bent over and took it in my mouth. He pushed my head down more do that his cock penetrated deep into the back of my mouth. I pushed my head back up and sucked the tip, licking around the head. He groaned and slid the fingers of one hand up into the back of my hair, the base of his hand at my neck. faintly, between my legs.

He curled his fingers into my hair and pulled my

head up and down slightly. I rolled my tongue around his hard, smooth cock. My head bobbed,

again and again, as he pulled me up and down faster and faster. I reached my hands out, one

around the part of his cock not in my mouth and the other lightly cupping his balls. His balls were

getting harder and tighter. I was dripping wet onto the end of the bed.

” No, wait,” he gasped . He pulled my head up entirely.

He guided my body around with his arms and positioned me on leaning on the bed, facing away

from him. Leaning over me, he pushed my body suddenly toward the headboard with my face

down toward the sheets. Then placing his hands on my waist, he pulled my ass up roughly toward

him. He entered me quickly standing from behind. His hot cock slipped into my wet pussy,

smoothly sheathing into me. I felt entered, stretched, filled entirely. I squirmed around him in

delight.

His thick cock pulled out slowly and pushed back in slowly as he drew my thighs toward him with

his hands. Deeply inside me, he took one hand and wedged a middle finger over my pussy so that

it slid up and down on the top of my entrance as he pushed in and out. The other arm pulled tightly

around my waist, bracing me as he thrust in and out. I placed my arms down on the bed to push

back against him.

His thick cock fucked me powerfully, faster and harder. He was almost hitting the end of me as his

strong arms pulled my ass against his balls repeatedly.

” You. Gorgeous. Bitch. You made me shut down that whole division,” he gasped. “Made me look

like a fool in front of the whole executive committee. I’m going to fuck you cross-eyed.”

” Dave, you’re hurting me,” I whimpered. I ached a bit every time he pushed all the way in.

” I want you. I want to hurt you. Oh God. I love your ass.” His voice was low, but his body was in a

frenzy, pulling me up and almost off my feet each time with one hand directly on my pussy and the

arm jerking my waist. He started grunting with each thrust.

” Unh… unh… unh…uhh.”

I gave up on bracing myself and just let him hold me up as his cock and his hand stimulated my

wet pussy mercilessly inside and out. My legs trembled and I felt pressure build between my

thighs, radiating out and up until my whole body shook with shocks of pleasure and the pulsing

rhythm started inside me.

” Ohhh. Ohhhh. Dave. Dave. Please! I’m- I’m- Aaaahhh!”

He drew back and pushed in powerfully as I collapsed totally against his arm. His cock throbbed

and I felt a rush of hot liquid inside me. Sighing, he fell heavily on top of me on the bed and rolled

us both sideways. I continued to jerk sporadically, uncontrollably, moaning as he continued to slide

his finger around my wet pussy. As the orgasm subsided, my muscles turned to jelly. Dave held

my back tightly against his chest, my backside smashed against his wet balls. We breathed

together slowly.

After a few minutes I realized I was dripping cum from between my legs onto the sheets.

” Dave. You asshole. You took off the condom.”

” Never put it on,” he said. “You use something right?”

” IUD,” I said. I wiggled out of his arms and sat up. “That doesn’t matter. You know in Sweden I

could charge you with assault.”

” Good thing we’re not in Sweden,” he snarked. “You loved it.”

” I…That doesn’t matter. What were you muttering at me? It was too rough. W

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Insatiable Sex

It was a sign of how much tonight had changed me that my first thought was to look round to see who might be watching us, not to run away as I would have just a few hours ago.

There was no one too near, a stream of night revellers flowed over the path behind us, but we had been granted the freedom of the riverside for our own carnal purposes.
I didn’t need to speak. My answer was in the way I turned away from you to rest my forearms on the railing in front of me and let my legs edge apart. I watched the river flow on towards the sea feeling your fingers delicately trace lines over the backs of my thighs, pushing the loose cloth of my dress higher and higher until I felt the wind brushing across my exposed cheeks.
Fingers danced back down the cleft of my buttocks as if they were using the crease to guide your hand inexorably closer to the entrance to my body that was your real goal. A single digit crossed over the sensitive skin separating my brown hole and my pussy, sliding over the wetness that still coated me from our earlier love making. I gasped as you broke through the paltry seal of my lips and slid your finger into my moist tunnel, frigging me slowly, stirring round and round like the swirling waters of the dark river below.
“Someone’s coming Roz, there’s a couple walking towards us. Stay where you are.” A glance
confirmed that a pair of lovers, hand in hand, were walking down the riverside walk towards where we were. I started to move away but you held me tight, your arm wrapped round me, your hand pushing on my stomach forcing your finger deeper into my cunt.
“Don’t move, I want them to see what I’m going to do to you.”
The tip of your erection touched my swollen lips as your finger drew back. You were so hot I almost expected to hear a hiss as your rod pushed slowly, so very slowly into my wet, open furnace. I felt every tiny thrust as you sank deeper and deeper, there was no withdrawal just a growing sensation of fullness as you took me the way you’d always dreamed you would.

You remained completely motionless, cherishing your moment, enjoying the silk like feel of my wetness surrounding you, holding you inside me. Your hands slid back round and cupped my breasts again, loving the closeness of our bodies, worshiping my warm female flesh. I experienced once again the pain of my overexcited nipples being twisted between your thumb and finger but before I could cry out the pain turned to sensuous pleasure and my cry turned to a cry of lust.
I was sure the noise must have attracted the attention of the approaching lovers, but I wasn’t going to break the spell by turning to look. People must be able to see what we were doing.
I wanted to tell you to fuck me, I was so close to cumming again. Then I realised that your
motionless stance, the low almost unheard whimpers of joy, the tight grip of your fingers, meant that you were fighting your own orgasm. You had given me so much, waited for your own enjoyment for so long that you couldn’t hold back any longer.
You deserved this, you’d earned this moment when a spectacular orgasm would take over your
mind and body. I wanted this to be the most wonderful orgasm of your life, I wanted you to have it, I wanted to share it with you. I felt the tremors run through you, evidence of the effort you were putting into controlling your body’s desires. I could sense that the longer you held out, the more explosive your final release would be, a smile of contentment passed over my lips, you needed to know it was all right.
“Let go Cliff, let it happen, cum for me, you’ve been so good to me, it’s your turn now. Cum for me now, it’s all right, I’ll cum with you.”
My fingers plunged between my legs pressing on my clit sliding easily on the copious lubrication surrounding my honeypot. You held onto the tips of my breasts as if they might escape, sending waves of lust down to join my fingers at my pussy. I felt my own orgasm start, it forced my hips to pull away before pushing hard back onto you. It was so little, but too much. You tensed and a long drawn out groan prefaced the first powerful pulse of cum surging from your balls. I felt it rush through your shaft and out to soak my pussy with sperm. You held yourself rigid inside me as jolt after jolt of your seed emptied into my soaking wet passage.
“Ahhhh fuck yes, ahh… ahh…. ahhh! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck yessss.”

Each shot of cum was accompanied by an animalistic grunt. It was enough to push me the last
fraction and my own orgasm flowed around me, matching your own as we came in unison.

The ferocity of your convulsions started to diminish as you slowly regained control of your body. Your hips began to thrust against me, ignoring how sensitive you must be. Your cock, still rock hard, pushed into me with long strokes. My hips matched your thrusts, my grunts coinciding with yours I wanted you to enjoy this so much.
Gradually you drove into me with less and less power, our breathing started to return to something like normal, my hips were still moving, your cock was still fucking me slowly. “You’re still hard Cliff, have you taken a pill?”
“No, just my fantasy and you Roz, those are the only drugs I need right now, this has been the
best night of my life.”
My gaze returned to the wondrous spectacle in front of me, I lost myself in the feel of our bodies still joined in such an intimate way. “Let’s go back to the hotel and you can fuck me again Cliff.” We turned, walking away towards the city lights, my dress still flapping in the breeze as I started to cover myself. The couple who had been approaching stood like statues just yards from where we’d consummated your fantasy. They must have seen and heard everything.
Our laughter echoed from the banks of the river as we linked arms and walked towards the city’s bright lights.

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