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Propping up the hotel bar I feel a little neglected when this guy interrupts my reveries.“Excuse me, I do hate to see a woman drinking alone, I trust you are alright?” he charmingly asks.“Yes, I’m fine, my husband’s got tied up in a conference call for work,” I politely reply. Then I turn back to the bar.He pulls up a barstool and sits next to me. I glance at him and he smiles back. “Sorry I can’t leave you by yourself. I’ll just sit here till your husband comes down.” I return his smile.“My name is Colin, I know what it’s like to get called away from your loved ones by work, frustrating, to say the least!” He is pleasantly persistent, also quite good looking, I notice, by the reflection in the bar mirror.Being polite, I turn toward him, and our knees touch, sending an electric thrill running up my leg.”I’m Sharon, my husband is Ken. He’s a corporate lawyer; he’s talking through some late changes to a merger contract apparently,” I waffle.Colin signals the barman for more drinks.“Been both ends of that conversation myself, can’t be helped sometimes, corporate law has no time restraints to it,” he chuckles. He spills a bit of drink on his hand and wiping it on his trousers accidentally runs over my knee.“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to do that,” Colin mumbles. Like hell you didn’t, I grin to myself.As I say nothing and do not move my knee away he feels emboldened, putting his hand deliberately just above my knee and gripping it firmly.“That’s what I meant to do,” he grins. I smile back.“It’s a nice, firm grip you have,” I purr.His hand moves slowly up my leg to mid-thigh, his fingers circling gently around, caressing me. I push my leg firmly against his, slowly he creeps up to the bare skin above my stocking top.“Sorry I’ve been so long Sharon, I see you are being looked after,” Ken says.“Hello, I’m Colin. You must be Ken, I’ve been hearing a lot about you. I hope you got everything sorted out,” Colin smoothly says.“Yes thanks, https://escortium.org and thank you for taking care of my wife,” Ken replies.“It’s been a pleasure,” he looks into my eyes. “I would take care of Sharon anytime,” he whispers seductively. A shiver runs up my spine. Damn it, Ken, you could have taken a bit longer!“Well do you think you could have gone all the way with Colin?” Ken asks as we discuss the encounter over dinner.“Definitely, in fact, I cursed you for turning up when you did,” I laugh.“What if he’s about tomorrow night, shall I leave you all evening?” Ken questions.I look at him lovingly. “Would you please?” I answer.A little history might help here. Ken and I are in our late twenties, married for eight years, successful in our careers, highly motivated, and crucially highly sexed. We have a great sex life, adventurous, creative, and curious. That is why we are here: one of our fantasies is for me to be picked up in a bar, and ravished by a stranger. It has never quite happened before and now I may have missed out again.The following night I am eating a light meal in the bar when Colin strides into view; he doesn’t immediately see me and sits at the bar, orders his drink, and starts glancing around the room. Spotting me, he waves cheerily. Collecting his drink he wanders over. Yes, he is fit, muscular but not large, trim and athletic, lovely to look at, I muse to myself.“Alone again Sharon, what is that husband of yours thinking?” he states.“He’s had a sheath of paperwork delivered to wade through, supposed to be a romantic break for us,” I sigh.“I am sorry, may I join you?” I nod in acceptance. “You’ve eaten, I see, can I get you a drink?” he asks as he waves to the barman “Same again?” He looks at me, I nod again.The drink is soon delivered. “To absent husbands,” he toasts jovially.I smile. “Absent husbands.”He sidles up to me, pushing me into the corner of the banquette. “Now where were we,” and he places his hand high on my leg, pushing under my skirt onto my bare flesh. “Yes about here I think,” he grins lasciviously.I look into his eyes as my legs part of their own accord.“Feels about right,” I huskily reply.I twist around toward him, presenting him a better line up my leg, which he smoothly follows.“I do like silk underwear.” He breathes heavily as his fingers slide over my knickers, pressing into my damp slit. “It would be lovely to see them,” he smoothly says.“Not the best place for that here,” I hint. “Perhaps elsewhere?”He leads me out of the bar and to his room. I’m impressed, it’s a suite of rooms.He spins me around, facing him, bends down, and kisses me greedily on the lips. I return his kiss with vigor. He lifts me easily and carries me to the bedroom, placing me gently on the bed.He looks down at me like a predator eyeing up a meal, leans forward, and plants his lips firmly and hungrily back onto mine. I happily reciprocate and love the feel of his body covering mine, it’s so firm. Colin stands back up, reaches down, and pulls my skirt up over my waist.“Lovely knickers,” he grins, as he runs his hand over them, down between my legs, his fingers pushing along my slit. I lift my hips to urge him on. He deftly slides them down my legs and takes them off, followed by my skirt, blouse expertly unbuttoned and removed, my bra swiftly following. I lie naked before him, except for my stockings and suspender belt. I reach up to undo his belt, but he backs off.“No, in my house we play by my rules,” and he slowly disrobes. Revealing a lean muscular body, and the largest penis I have ever seen. My eyes give me away as I stare at his huge member.“It’s not so big,” he grins, “only seven inches long.”It’s not the length that enthralls me, it’s the girth. That will do some stretching, my mouth and pussy are both salivating at the thought!Colin comes towards me kneels on the bed and proceeds to caress my body, shunning all my attempts to do the same to him.“Just lie back and enjoy,” he whispers.I do; I am in a different world as he explores all my hidden treasures, nipping, sucking, kneading; fingers and hands enlivening my entire body, his touch is so sensitive and so controlled. Then he slithers up from the bottom of the bed, crawling along my legs, mouthing at my pussy, teasing, sucking, licking all my exposed parts. Bringing me slowly to my first climax. I groan gently as pleasure pulses through me as he expertly plays tunes on my body.His manhood is now pressing at my pussy, sliding, pushing, nudging at the entrance, spreading my wetness over his giant member. He slides it in gently, stretching me like never before, as his cock plunders the depths of my body. I arch up and groan in a blissful fugue. Now he is pumping into me, a gentle rhythm, easing in and out, sliding and stretching, caressing my G-spot. Faster he goes, banging against my thighs and mound, pushing me along the bed, bringing me to a crashing crescendo of pleasure. I scream in delight and release as wave after wave of pleasure roll through me, an orgasm like no other. Colin is not done though.He climbs off me, easily throws me onto my front, pulls my knees up, and pushes my head down into the bed. He enters me from behind. Slowly again, moving to get the position right, he runs that great weapon deep inside of me. Taking out the full length at each stroke, then pushing it back in. Again he builds his pace; I am already moaning and squirming in pleasure as another orgasm sends shudders through me. Colin is now pounding into me, he is relentless, his cock seemingly tireless. He stops, leaves his cock inside of me, pulls me up to be on all fours, and starts pumping again. This change of angle gets me going again, and he is now making my breasts swing back and forth, another pleasure to savor. Once more my body responds to this relentless assault; Colin begins ramming harder and faster into my sex. This orgasm surpasses those gone before, and I want more.
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