I stood looking at myself in the mirror, wondering if I was actually doing theright thing. Two weeks ago, I caught my boyfriend of 18 months in bed with mybest friend! There'd been lots of shouting, crying, apologising and so on, butI just couldn't forgive him - and now he was spending the weekend moving out ofour flat whilst I had booked myself into the big hotel in town (on his creditcard of course) so I didn't have to even look at him.
It wasn't my plan to do anything other than perhaps drown my sorrows in a bottleof wine, but having done that on Friday night I realised it didn't solveanything. Then I struck on the crazy idea that I should go out, find somegorgeous stranger and have wild, no strings sex. I had spent the afternoonin town buying myself an outfit I thought would be a guaranteed man magnet,then spent ages preparing myself ... shaving all the important bits, includingmy pussy which I only usually just trimmed.
I wasn't sure whether I looked good or just looked slutty. The black silkyskirt barely covered my ass, but teamed with my new 3 inch high heeledstilettos, my legs looked very long and slim. The red top I was wearingfinished just above my midriff, showing off my belly piercing, and it clung tothe firm curves of my braless 36c breasts. I downed another glass of wineand decided to be brave and go down to the hotel bar. Just as I wasleaving the room, another crazy thought hit me, and I took off the panties Iwas wearing!
The bar was full of people, and I almost lost my nerve, but no-one seemed to noticeme as I made my way over to the bar. I sat on the free stool, ordered adrink and waited. Hours passed, the bar slowly emptied, and the only male that gave me any attention all evening was the barman. He was a young guy, a student I guessed, with a mop of blonde curly hair and blue eyes. He was in jeans and a t shirt, and he looked to have an OK body. But by now, I was getting fed up! All this effort and nothing! I was still sat there at 1am, and it was just me, the barman and a guy in a suit left.
"I suppose I should make a move, let you close up," I said to the barman. "No, it's OK, we stay open as long as there are people in the bar," he said. "So if you want to stay, it's fine by me."
Theguy in the suit came over to join us. He stood behind me, leaning on thebar so that his arm was touching my back. He had a definite bulge in histrousers and I decided that maybe the effort wasn't wasted after all! Heintroduced himself as Peter, and chatted to the barman and me about hiscomputer business. I wasn't paying that much attention to him, I was justchecking him out. He was wearing a navy suit with no tie and the shirtunbuttoned a little. He had dark brown hair, olive skin, and was slightlyunshaven. I was imagining him with no clothes on and what sex would belike with him, until my thoughts were interrupted by his voice asking me aquestion.
"So how come a lovely lady like you is sitting in a hotel bar all by herself?"he laughed. My story flowed out easily as both men listenedintently. Peter's bulge seemed to grow as I got to the part where I saidI was looking for some wild sex, and I knew he was definitely interested. My hand wandered down to stroke his erection through his trousers - it felthuge! I shifted on my stool, and felt a familiar wetness between my legsalready. I had to have that cock tonight!
Peter knew exactly what was on my mind as he moved closer to me. His hand moved up my thigh, pulling up my skirt and exposing my bare pussy to both him and the barman. I wasn't so sure about this and glanced nervously at the barman, but he was stroking my arm that was resting on the bar and looking straight into my eyes with a familiar look of lust. How was I going to choose between these two men?
Peter now had one hand on my shoulder, fiddlingwith the thin strap of my top. He grinned at the barman, who moved hishand to my other shoulder. Slowly, they both pulled down the straps,revealing my naked breasts. They both began to squeeze them, and Isuddenly realised that I wasn't going to have to choose, I was going to haveboth of them!
I was lifted up onto the bar, and the barman stoodbehind me cupping both breasts in his hands. He leaned over and took onein his mouth, sucking and biting the hard nipple. I leaned back, closing myeyes as I felt my legs being parted and Peter's tongue licking my pussy. His tongue moved from my pussy to my clit, and back again. The barman'stongue swirled round my nipple as his hands squeezed my breasts. Mybreathing was becoming hard, and I could feel a warm tingling building in mybody.
Peter withdrew his tongue and began rubbing my clitwith his fingers. The tingling intensified and I could hear myselfmoaning a little. He pushed a couple of fingers into my pussy, causing meto gasp out loudly. Those fingers moved skillfully in and out, as Ipushed myself further onto them, and within minutes I gave another loud groanas I came, that wave of pleasure taking over my whole body.
When I had recovered, I opened my eyes to find thatthe barman had joined me on top of the bar and had pulled his jeans and pantsdown to his ankles. His cock was standing fully to attention, almostpointing to his stomach. I rolled over onto my stomach and took it into mymouth, holding his balls in my hands. Peter was licking my pussy againfrom behind, his hands on my ass parting it.
I was licking andsucking cock for all I was worth. I felt the barman put his hand on theback of my head, pushing me further onto him. "Yess baby!" he moaned."Take it all, let me fuck your mouth." My head bobbed up anddown on the shaft as I felt Peter move to the side of me. His trouserswere now off too, and I grabbed his cock with my free hand. It was ashuge and hard as I had imagined earlier, and I began to wank him as I continuedsucking the barman's cock. This carried on for a few minutes until I feltthe barman's balls tighten and he yelled out, "Oh my god!" as he shothis load into my throat. I had never actually swallowed cum before, andthis felt so good. I drank in everything he was pumping into me until hewithdrew his softened cock.
I was now hungry for more cum, so I then took Peter's cock into my mouth and gave that the same attention I had done with the barman's cock. Peter leaned back against the bar and moaned in pleasure as my tongue worked up and down its shaft. The barman moved behind me andstarted to lick and finger my pussy as Peter had done before. Again, my mouth was filled with hot cum as Peter came. At the same moment, another massive wave engulfed my own body and I gasped for air.
As I tried to regain some composure, Peter leaned against the bar stroking himself. Before I had a chance to move, I felt the barman's cock at the entrance to my pussy from behind. My naturalreaction was to push onto him as his hands moved round my hips, then he thrust the hard throbbing cock deep into me. Peter watched, wanking himself, as my pussy was being pounded. The barman was grabbing at my hair, my breasts, my hips, my clit, anything he could get a hold of as he fucked me hard. Each thrust seemed to go in deeper and I gasped out louder witheach one. I could feel an intense heat building in me like I'd never known before. But before I was able to come, the barman withdrew and motioned for Peter to take a turn.
Peter took me by both hands and took me over to a table. He lay on his back and beckoned me to get on top of him. I guided his hard cock into my pussy as I sat down on him. He grabbed my breasts as I leaned down to kiss him. His tongue explored my mouth roughly as his hands squeezed my breasts. I could feel his throbbing cock inside me, the walls of my pussy gently tightening around it. I started to move my hips up and down slowly as I rode him. He watched me for a few moments before moving with me. Our fucking was slower than it had been with the barman initially, but we slowly built up speed. My orgasm was building again and I knew when it did come it would be huge! Peter and I rolled around on the table as our thrusts got harder and faster. "FUCK ME!" I shouted. "I want your cum in me!"
I was laid on top of Peter, rubbing my clit whilst his cock pushed in and out my dripping pussy. The barman was behind me again, placing his hands on my ass to pull apart my ass cheeks. I drew in a loud breath as he pushed his cock into my ass, and for a moment I wasn't sure how this was going to work, but these men had no trouble being in control. My pussy was being fucked, my ass was being fucked, and I was giving my clit a hard work out. After a few initial difficulties, we all found the same rhythm and moved together, three heaving bodies as one. This was the most amazing sensation I had ever felt in my life, two hard cocks at once, followed by the most intense,violent orgasm I've ever had. I lost control of my body as it bucked wildly between the two men. I sobbed as I begged for them not to stop, their thrusts losing rhythm. They came roughly at the same time, filling both my pussy and ass with their juices. My orgasm continued as more andmore pumped into me, one of them kissed me as the other nibbled on my neck until they had both withdrawn their softened cocks.
We lay there for a few minutes, just holding each other and totally exhausted. When I set out to have some wild sex, this certainly was not what I had in mind, but was I disappointed? No way!! As we all started to dress, Peter slipped me his phone number "in case I ever wanted more no strings group sex."