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The bar encounter

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I am a happily married woman; I am also a very sensual one with a well-developed libido. My husband and I are in the lifestyle, have been so for many years, and have enjoyed some experiences immensely.

Lying in bed, chatting with my husband, I confessed that as much fun as it is to meet other couples, I miss the feeling of being pursued, of being wanted, to be seduced. Online hookups just don?t fill those needs.

We decided to seek a chance encounter and the only venue we thought might lend itself to this would be some kind of singles bar. I did a Google search for ?hookup bars in Houston? and found a list of ten places that fit that description and after checking out their web pages settled on three that seemed to cater to those other than the college crowd. One of them was located in a well-known boutique hotel so we made room reservations for an overnight on Friday.

My husband is a consummate voyeur, so the idea was to go to a bar or two, for us to enter and sit separately, wait and see if someone approaches me while he watches things unfold.

We left work early and drove to Houston, on the way we began to discuss possible scenarios. We immersed ourselves in all kind of fantasies, the trip seemed to fly by.

At last we arrived, we checked in, went up to our room and began to prepare. I indulged in a long hot shower until my skin was pink and glowing, Paul toweled me down and laid me on the bed, he handed me a mirror and took out a trimmer and became to detail me. He likes my bush and tells me that a beautiful painting deserves a pretty frame, he trimmed the edges and then my outer lips as to make me more visible and accessible. When he was done he asked me to look, and yes, I looked inviting.

He then proceeded to dab a little musk on my neck, my breasts and the inside of my thighs, creating what he describes as an olfactory path to follow.

I carefully chose my make up and clothing as to look sexy and appealing without looking overdone or out of place. Light make up, string of pearls and matching earrings; a black wraparound little dress and black four inch heels. To clinch it I chose a brand new pair of lacy panties and matching bra I had bought in Madrid earlier this year. I was ready!

We first hit a well-known wine bar for happy hour, we figured it might be a good place to meet a single guy and if not successful, we would go to the hotel bar and try our luck there.

I was a bit apprehensive, I had never done this, so on our way to Houston I had insisted that we keep in touch over our cell phones and made up some safe-words and code-words to use if in doubt or in any scary situation.

The time had come, I walked through the door, cased the place out and chose a place at the bar where I could both watch and be seen. Paul walked in a few minutes later and found a seat strategically placed to keep an eye on me.

Time went by, there were a lot of young people, most looked like college age and certainly not what I was looking for. A couple of guys approached me and began to make small talk but they were not the type that I go for, not at all. Actually, the most interesting person to approach me was a really beautiful woman, we chatted for a while but once I was convinced she was hitting on me I let her know that I am straight .

I was ready to call it a night, made signs to Paul and signaled that I was going to the bathroom, as I headed there I found the door blocked by a young, tall, really attractive guy. He faced me, got very close, bent his head down and whispered, ?I have been watching you, I know you are alone and also that you have turned away a couple of guys and a good looking woman. May I interest you in having a drink??

He was tall, piercing eyes and a beautiful smile. He grasped my arm and pulled me even closer, his grip felt strong, it felt good. My face must have given up what I was thinking because he turned me, pushed me towards the bathroom, nudged me inside as I felt him come in behind me and latch the door.

Oh my God, what is going on, I felt him press himself into my back and breathe into my neck, I could feel his hardness pressing into the small of my back.

He whispered, ?think about it, I will be at the bar? then turned and walked out.

I was left there, my knees shaking, not knowing what to make of this, should I leave?, should I call the cop?s.

When I sat to pee my questions were answered because when I went to dry myself I found that I was all sticky. I touched myself and I was also swollen and throbbing. How could that happen in 15 seconds, my pussy was overwhelming my brain and erasing all common sense.

I walked out, heading towards the bar, the guy was sitting next to my stool, I saw Paul stand as if we were leaving, I gave him a sign to wait and dropped myself back in my seat.

There was a moment of complete silence, he looked at me questioningly.

I couldn?t help myself, I turned, grasped his forearm and nodded.

Talk about non verbal consents, my pussy was screaming at me, his face was pure lust.

I felt his eyes burn through my clothes, and I was barely able to mouth "Hotel ZaZa".

I found that he had paid my tab, he took me by the elbow and walked me towards the curb.

We will have to take your car he said, I came by taxi , and as we walked towards it I saw Paul exit the bar and stand at the curb.

The drive was excruciating, this was so impulsive, things were moving way to fast, I needed to talk to this guy, I wanted to know more about him, but my will had dissolved and I was being steered by a need to put out the fire in my belly. During the entire route he spoke to me in a low, husky voice, he was very flattering, did not hide what he had in mind for me and was good at pushing my right buttons. As he spoke he kneaded my thigh, then began to move his hand up my thighs, not stopping until his hand was against my sopping wet panties. He then moved his fingers to his lips, licked them and looked at me with a sly grin.

The valets must have freaked out, I literally threw the car keys at them and we ran hand in hand up the steps.

The elevator was full, the ascent seem to take forever but we were soon rushing down the hall like teenagers.

Shaking I opened the door, we tumbled in out of control, he pushed me against the wall, lifted my skirt and before I knew it my panties were off, he had me skewered against the wall, my thighs around his waist, pumping desperately. I was over the edge, I began to have a series of small orgasms that precede the big release, I know I was flowing, he suddenly stopped, pushed in deeply and said, ?your warm juices are running down my balls and that is going to make me cum?, he grimaced, spasmed and began to empty himself inside me, The condoms, were where the condoms? Cried my brain while my vagina hungrily milked every drop out of him.

We stumbled towards the bed, fell in a heap and collected our breaths, then slowly removed our clothes and wrapped ourselves together.

Sorry, he said, I couldn't control myself, I will make it up to you.

Don't be silly, I answered, that was awesome, I feel like I died and went to heaven.

We began to explore each other, looking, touching, smelling, nibbling.

Somehow we ended up at each others feet, I looked up at his thighs, they were strong and well formed, his belly, his chest, This guy must work out I thought to myself We began to talk, I found that he was in his mid thirties, getting over a relationship, an engineer working offshore, and just getting off a three week stint on the rig.

I am beyond horny he told me, and you are just what I needed.

I am not in the mood for young chicks, I need a woman, a real woman And I think I found one.

I hit the lotto too I thought to myself, this young, good looking and eager guy. I am going to make the best of this.

I saw his eyes drift from my face to my belly, it felt good, my belly lurched, I slowly parted my thighs and exposed myself to him fully.

The conversation ended, all that could be heard was our breathing.

I ran my hand up his thigh towards his groin, I wanted to feel his balls, to feel the skin rippling under my touch. As I made contact I felt his cock twitch, then slowly begin to grow. I yearned to look at what earlier had felt so rewarding inside me.

We continued to explore, I grasped him and felt him grow, felt him begin to throb, felt him get firm, then hard.

He had inched up between my thighs and was gently rubbing them, Your skin feels so soft he said but his eyes were fixed elsewhere, I know I was swollen, I know my pussy was rhythmically contracting, I know she was beckoning.

His scrotum was rippling, it felt so good under my hands. I began to lick him, long slow licks from his balls to his glans. I blew air softly on the underside, I very gently nibbled, I am so proud of how hard I was making him.

Should I make him cum in my mouth?, would I not rather feel that inside me? I had already gone against my principles, he had spilled himself inside me, I might as well enjoy it once more.

He moved, pushed me on my back, said " my turn" and began to lick my thighs and work upward.

I spread my thighs, felt him place his hands on my groin and open me.

I knew what he was against, Paul tells me that when I am aroused I turn into a wet, swollen, inviting pink funnel, and aroused I was.

I want you he moaned and began to nuzzle me, Wait, wait I whispered, if this is what you want do it this way I asked him to roll on his back and knelt above him, knees on each side of his face and my pussy poised inches from his mouth.

I wanted him to see me as I lowered myself, I wanted him to taste the string of wetness that was hanging from my lips, I wanted to hover just above his tongue so he could tease me and I wanted to be able to grind myself against his face when I began to cum.

Tease me he did, he was good, he had me whimpering in no time and soon after I held his hair as I ground down and began to cum in his mouth.

When my spasms subsided, I rolled of to the side to catch my breath again, but what I saw made me breathless.

His cock was rigid, the head tight and shiny. The vein were full and it moved to his heartbeat.

It looked good, really good. He was long, but even better he was thick and i was about to enjoy it, slowly and for as long as possible this time.

I moved myself over him, my breasts swaying against his chest, leaned over and we began to kiss as I felt his cock nest between my pussy lips. I began to rotate slowly and move up and down very little as to allow him to feel the way to my pussy but denying him entrance.

I have great pelvic muscle control and used it to grasp and tease his cockhead, I love the way he would grimace and try to push himself up and in. I could only take the tease so far, I wanted him deep inside me as much as he did. I stopped my movements, straightened my back, then opened myself and fell on his cock driving it in I thought to my navel. We moved, we touched, I leaned back and made him watch as I withdrew, pulling my lips out with him and plunging back once more. I was wet, very, very wet and that made my pussy noisy, very very noisy.

We enjoyed the sounds, sights and smells of fucking and he further boosted my ego by telling me over and over that this was the most intense experience he remembers.

I have learned a lot in the thirty-five years since I gave up my cherry and I planned to use every trick I knew to make this unforgettable. By the time I got finished with him I would have him begging for replays. I know, my pussy can be addictive.

I moved slowly, I moved fast, I milked his tip, I drew him into my depth, I kept it up till he began to groan, then suddenly he pushed me off, rolled me on my back, pushed my knees against my chest and within seconds I watched him impale me against the mattress. He groaned, made all kinds of guttural sounds and lastly screamed, God he screamed, loud enough for me to worry, pinned me down and began to pump, and pump, and empty himself in my womb. I automatically exploded and joined his climax, my pussy contracting to his spurts, drawing his cum deep inside me, feeling the tension in my pelvis subsiding and that sublime feeling of having been fucked so well.

We fell into a heap, limbs crossed, catching our breaths, then held, cuddled and began to talk softly.

I have something to confess, he said " I consider myself experienced but I had never had such intense sex before" I rolled my eyes thinking, Wow, I am glad I impressed this guy, but instead said "you are so sweet, you just want to flatter me."

"No! I am serious, this was an awesome experience! I would really like to see you again.

I knew I had pulled every trick in my armamentarium to impress him, and it worked.

well In my opinion you are handsome, have a beautiful body, an amazing cock and you know how to use it, you should have chicks throwing themselves at you, but if you want more of me it will be under my conditions.

"Which are?

"I set the time and place, if you have a break from the rig text me, if I am in the mood we will set something up. What is your cell phone number?"

As I dialed the number I continued...

"Bookmark me as Pistil, as in finding a flower and parting the petals till you find the very core, and now it is time for you to leave, it has been a delightful evening"

He got out of bed, dressed, kissed me on the lips and thanked me once more, as I lifted I felt a trickle of cum run out so I squeezed my thighs together and thought "I have plans for that!"

As I felt the door close I lunged towards my phone and speed dialed you

"Where are you" I asked"I am at the bar downstairs, It's about time, did you have fun?"

"Oh yes, and I have a gift for you, come quickly!"

I scanned the room, my panties, bra and dress where by the side of the bed, my dress had landed near the door.

The bed was a mess, wrinkled and undone and I was in even worse shape.

I inventoried the damage in the side mirror, my neck and chest were covered with blotches, oops, so was the skin on my inner thighs.

I had his hairs stuck to my belly and chest, even more on the sheets.

I turned and faced the mirror, opened my thighs and touched myself, Ouch, a bit tender and sore, but deliciously so. Loose, yes I felt open and loose and swollen and engorged. He is going to love this, hurry, please hurry before it starts to subside.

I crawled up the bed and reclined on several pillows, facing the door, and held my thighs closely together.

The door clicked, he walked in, looked down at me and I heard his breath catch.

The smell was intoxicating, the smell of recent fucking.

He sat at the edge of the bed, gave me a kiss and started detail me. He looked, he touched, as if both suffering and enjoying this simultaneously.

It was everything he had always fantasized but I would make it better "Do you want to know what he did to me? Do you want me to tell you every detail?

I knew the answer but waited for him to nod and then said,

"I will but sit here" and patted a spot next to my knee.

I looked into his eyes, lifted my foot and passed it around his waist surrounding him, then spread and said "Look at me, look at me closely and I will tell you how I got that way" He was mesmerized, his eyes focused on me as I displayed all the beating my pussy had endured, The cum I had so carefully kept contained began to flow and flow and flow forming a pool on the sheets.

I love you he exclaimed, thank you and crawled till his face was touching me, This was so exciting, he was inches away, I was so distended he must have been able to look inside me and see every fold and crevice, proof that I had been fucked very thoroughly.

With a dreamy look he repeated, I love you, you are awesome and yes, began to kiss my thighs, lick up my lips, push his face between my gaping lips and began to lap at me furiously.

I was so sensitive it did not take long, I had another mind blowing orgasm, which lead to my juices, his juices, our juices to drench his face.

I knew where this was going, the wait, the anticipation, then seeing me in this state was to much, he stood and threw off his clothes and approached me with the best of erection The more I cum, the easier it becomes to cum again, this led to a chain of orgasms that must have gone on forever till he could no longer stand it, I held him, my thighs wide open, my feet on his back, my arms pulling him in so he could plant his seed as deeply as possible, kissing and cumming together as only those deeply in love can.

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