It was a Friday night in spring and I was seeking something new. Something exciting. Perhaps something that pushed new boundaries. Work and life had become fairly dull recently and the only way to break out of this funk was to change up my routine. But how?

On the way home from work I saw that the Hilton had opened a new hotel. Construction takes forever these days, I mused. Might be worth checking out. Something new and perhaps something exciting.

I arranged to meet a friend there on a Thursday after work. Life… hard to have the time for catching up with people these days. Work. Kids. Responsibilities. So easy to become stale.

I arrived at 6.30pm the following day. A small crowd in the lobby bar but not exactly pumping. Hardly a surprise with hotel pricing. A group was indulging and looked to be having a good time. Probably a work thing, given the number of people offering to use “their card” to pay.

My phone buzzed. “Sorry - I’m needed at home so will need to take a rain check”. Fuck. Will probably be another 6 months before schedules align to arrange another catch up. I looked around the bar again and saw there were plenty of tables where I could nurse a drink and observe the goings on.

My beer arrived and took a sip looking around at who was here. Couples, probably staying upstairs. The work crowd and then the odd business person in work attire, unwinding after a day of meetings.

The work crowd had been attacking their credit cards and a few of the group began to get chewed up at the pace of the drinks being consumed. I hope no one has to drive tonight I thought to myself.

One lady slowly made her way to the side of the group and sat by herself with a glass of red wine.

She looked halfway between business attire and a complete slut. But perhaps I’m just a pervert who likes to look at women? The reason for the slutty beng was the fishnet stockings which were so out of place among the rest of the clientele. Her had a shortish back skirt, red heels and a tight top showing offer her too half. The clothing was juxtaposed to her sweet smile and blonde hair. She looked like a good girl gone bad.

I mulled that over for a moment. An everyday woman, living possibly the same ups and downs as well all do…. But with desires. Desires that maybe she doesn’t share with her husband. Desires that she thinks about when she’s really horny. Now there’s a thought, an everyday woman, maybe a mother, a wife, somebody’s partner…. But with the same kinks as me. Maybe different kinks? Maybe desires and a drive for pleasure stronger than my own.

I felt dizzy. The swirl of excitement passed through my head like a strong drink. I looked at my watch and about five minutes had passed. I realised a little late that I was staring at her. God I must look like a buffoon. Ogling some poor lady in a bar, get a grip - she’ll think you’re a creep!!

I looked at her again and she met my gaze and… smiled. Interesting. It was probably better described as a smirk than a smile. An upturn of half her mouth which was so small but enough that it opened the door to flirty possibility. Maybe the smirk of someone looking for fun, someone with some kinks.

Another dizzy wave of excitement washed over me. Why was I getting so excited by this situation? In a hotel bar, possibilities can seem endless. The constant coming and going and always some kind of movement. I was beginning to feel some movement of my own. The possibility that an everyday person had a hidden side, one which few, if any get to see. My thoughts drifted, again, to a song I’d heard many times by Billy Joel:

“Well we all have a face That we hide away forever And we take them out and show ourselves When everyone has gone

Some are satin, some are steel Some are silk and some are leather They’re the faces of the stranger But we love to try them on

Well we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell

Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger? Did you ever let your lover see The stranger in yourself?”

Shit! Was a staring again, lost in thought?

I focus my eyes on her and she’s smiling, not smirking, now. A gorgeous soft smile. Innocent even.

I steady myself on my feet and walk over to her table. As I approach I say hi, a little sheepishly. After all, I’ve been staring like an awkward teenager. “Hi!” She responds enthusiastically. Is it the wine talking or is she completely bemused by my behaviour? “Penny for your thoughts?” She asks. Uh oh, I can’t tell her what I’ve been thinking can I? My brain has raced way ahead and I’m still trying to control the steering wheel.

“I’m Jim” I say, trying to shift focus away from her question. “Nice to meet you Jim!”

“How did you find yourself in this place on a Thursday evening and meditate among all this noise?” She points to the large crowd still behaving like teenagers. “Meditate!…. No, no, sometimes my mind just wanders”.

“Please sit Jim…” I take a seat at her table. “Where has your mind been wandering to?”

“I’m afraid that if I told you, you may blush in shades brighter than those heels…. I’m sorry…”

“Erin”. She held out her hand to shake mine.

Her handshake was firm and yet her skin lovely and soft. The kind of skin you want to touch and rub your hands over… repeatedly.

“Pleasure to meet you Erin”.

“Is it??” She asks.

“Is it what?

“A pleasure”.

“Uh….” I’m a little taken aback. This is like something out of a movie. I tell myself to remember to breathe. “Well yes, it’s always a pleasure to meet a beautiful lady… especially when she’s wearing fishnets” I wink.

“Well, aren’t you the charmer! I’ll need to keep my guard up around you…”

“A charmer, me? No, I just call it like I see it”. She smiles her soft smile and I am oddly comfortable in her presence.

“Tell me about yourself Jim, what brings you here tonight? Business? Or… pleasure?”.

“You could say pleasure… I was meant to be meeting a friend but they stood me up”. Tactfully phrased, a friend and being stood up could mean anything, but certainly has some risqué connotations to it.

“Their loss. Now I can have you to myself” she smiles.

“Yeah, there’s nowhere else I need to be or would rather be”.

“Good answer Jim”.

It’s time for another round of drinks. Service is pretty good now that the work crowd have their fill, for now at least. Another beer for me and a cocktail for Erin. Double vodka and soda with a slice of lime. A drink that meant business.

She’s loosened up but it’s hard to tell whether she’s actually drunk.

We sip at our drinks and Erin tells me a little more about herself. She’s actually part of the drunken work group, but has more sense and experience than to go too hard on the first day of a conference. She lives nearby but her company have put everyone up in hotel rooms.

“I love a hotel room” she states. “It always looks perfect and you never have to clean it up!”.

“Plus it’s the perfect place to be naughty”.

Erin had been hinting at naughtiness in our discussion but this was the most overt comment which had my attention.

“Do you like to be naughty?” The words fell out of my mouth before my tongue could stop them.

“I love being naughty” Erin replies.

“How naughty?” My mouth having a mind of its own.

“So naughty…. That…” she leans in and whispers in my ear “you shouldn’t stop unless I say ‘pineapple’.

My brain screamed at me excitedly “SHE HAS A SAFE WORD!”. The time for questions is over and instead I take a more authoritive and say “let’s go to your room. Now”.

The lift doors opened and the car was blissfully empty. We entered in silence and as the doors closed I could see the smirk return to Erin’s face. now having some insight into her inner desires I gently caressed my hand across her left ass check and she emitted a low groan of “yyessss”. The material of her dress was smooth and the heat of her skin radiated through the material.

Emboldened I stepped behind her and began groping her ass with both hands. I was now the one emboldened by the lack of any response and the increase in her panting.

The lift jerked to a stop and too quickly the doors opened. I kept on touching her not knowing whether there would be a family, a couple or a priest waiting to enter. The doors opened to an empty hallway. Erin straightened her ruffled skirt and began to make her down the hallway towards her hotel room. She has taken about 5 or 6 steps when I pulled her to a stop. Her face surprised as she looked at me questioningly. I walked towards her and she stepped back, no words spoken, until her back was at the corridor wall. My body pressed against hers - crotch to crotch and chest to breast - as I pressed my lips to hers. The kiss was passionate and wet, my tongue invading her mouth and her tongue then duelling mine. My rampant energy was matched by her ferocious response. I was aroused by the kiss more than I ever have been by a kiss before. Her hunger and desire was clear.

After a minute of duelling tongues i pulled back to see the drunken glazed look on her face. Erin looked how I felt. Horny, hungry and wanting more. I looked into her eyes and ran my right hand up the inside of her thigh, Erin panted at my touch. When I reached the halfway mark of her thigh I could feel her incredible heat. Further uk there was a moistness below at the tops of her thighs just below where her panties were trying to contain her wet lips. Her sticky dew had soaked through the flimsy lace material.

I grabbed the front of her panties and yanked them down until they reached below her knees. It would have been clear as day for anyone to see I was touching her up. Her wet panties visible as she was having her pussy groped and rubbed in the hotel corridor.

My cock had been hard for some time and the devil on my shoulder was telling me to push her boundaries at every turn. She stepped out of her panties on command and lifted the soft material of her skirt up and folded it in on itself to tuck if in. Her ass was, in full, on display for anyone who was to stop by.

smack!

My hand came into swift contact with her ass. The sound echoed down the corridor.

“Uunnngghhh” came the response.

smack harder this time, echoing, followed by groaning.

SMACK SMACK SMACK echoes of the slapping of ass cheeks rang down the corridor.

Erin was swiftly bent over and jammed my tongue as far up her asshole as I could. As joyous as it was for both of us, I needed to get her into the hotel room before prying eyes sought an explanation for the noises in the corridor.

Part 2:

We make it inside the hotel room and I push her back on the bed. Her eyes are penetrating me and goading me to push her further. I yank down her skirt, god knows where her panties ended up. Her bra stays on and I notice some toys on the bed. This girl came ready to play.

To start with I place a blindfold over her eyes. Next comes and collar and leash and finally come cuffs. The sight in front of me was truly unforgettable: Erin sat with her legs spread, no panties, as if to welcome me into her body. Her thick thighs were heavenly as they were womanly. There was a powerful essence to her stance. I could see her bald and very wet pussy. Her upper torso was lent back thrusting out her chest,  covered in a black bra. The blindfold covered her eyes and her mouth was open. The collar topped it off.

I took my clothes off to match level of nakedness. I was throbbing at the incredible site of Erin in front of me.

I took hold of the collar and brought her forward so my cock was close to her mouth. Rather than let her lips around me, I rubbed my hard cock over her face. Across both of her cheeks, her nose and her forehead. There was a sizeable amount of precum on my cock head which left a streak across her left cheek. Fuck, this felt too good as she let me rub myself on her. Subliminally I wanted her to smell like my cock and cum. I was being driven crazy by her and had been all evening. She had me so excited, too excited and I needed to calm down.

With blindfold, collar and cuffs on I pushed her upper torso back onto the king size hotel bed and spread her legs wide. I rubbed my cock head between her lips, teasing her lips and clit. The noises she made were incredible, guttural moans told me she was enjoying this. Her panting told me she was going to cum soon.

I knelt down between her legs. This was the closest my face had been to her pussy so far this evening. The sight and smell were incredible. She smelt sweet and I couldn’t resist running my tongue slowly along her out lips. The taste of her juices that had soaked into her panties had spread all over them and dried on her lips. My head spun at how charged my body felt playing with her. Her moans continued and I sunk my tongue deep inside her with a driving need to taste more.

Restrained by the cuffs she groaned at my invading tongue. I slide two fingers into her, palm upwards to rub her g spot - a favourite move and one which yielded better than expected results. She started leaking juices more rapidly as I sucked on her clit and soon was approaching her orgasm. The walls of her pussy started to clamp around my fingers and she squirted a small amount of juices into my hand and the bedsheets below.

It was an incredible turn on and I quickly lined up my bare cock against her hole again and slammed it into her, now sensitive, post orgasmic pussy. Her cries increase once she’d adjusted to the size inside her. She may have had bigger than my 7 inches but after her orgasm she was that much tighter.

“Tell me how you like my cock in you” I ask her.

“Fuck, it feels so good, keep fucking me, fuck me hard and keep going unless I say it”.

It’s a pleasure to hear my thighs and torso slap against her skin. My cock is bare inside her and her velvety pussy is like none I have felt before or since. There is an elasticity to it and the perverted side of me wonders how much I can fit in her. I wonder how I might be able to push her boundaries and stretch her.

The devil is on my shoulder tonight. I reach down and as I slow my strokes my finger presses into her along side my cock. A few strokes later, a second finger slips in without her anything. Highly arousing is the anticipating being told to stop or being able to continue and with no objection I continued on. A third finger was added to many more grunts and moans and with this being accommodated I realised that if I slid my cock out of her then I could see how much she could take.

I knew that the first load of my cum would be sent deep into her pussy, but I was trying to hold off on this for as long as possible.

I pressed four fingers into her pussy which were accommodated and with a deft manoeuvre of my thumb, that was pressing inwards too. My thumb didn’t slip in without resistance, it took some pressure before it started its inward advance. For her part, Erin spread her legs as wide as possible as she groaned for more. It was a hell of a sight to have my hand inside her! I began to thrust feeling her inner sanctum accomodating me.

I removed my hand temporarily to adjust her position, unlocking her cuffs and positioning her ass in the air with her hands behind her back, cuffed. One hand pressed back into her pussy while the other began to smack her ass again. A red glow began to appear on her left cheek as the combination of pleasure, pressure and pain took hold of Erin.

“It’s too much!!!” She cried

I don’t stop, my hand continues to stretch her pussy.

“Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh” she pants with each thrust.

“Fuck, your big fucking hand is too much for me” she cried again, this time louder.

I don’t let up until I feel her clamp around my wrist, spasming and squirming as she came. She cried out at the feeling of being so full and cumming so intensely.

I needed to cum. I had to cum. It had been building all evening. I changed Erin’s position back to being on her back, this time removing the blindfold. Her eyes didn’t need to adjust to the lighten in the darkened hotel room. There was enough light that she could see without is being blinding.

I mounted her, between her legs ready to rut like a stag. I couldn’t hold back any more and slammed myself into Erin driving my full length to the back of her pussy.

“You’re gonna take my cum Erin… soon you’re going to feel my cum slash inside you”. Slap, slap, slap, slap was the sound of my skin slamming into her thighs. Her face looked angelic while her eyes pierced into mine. Her soft skin and tits rippled back and forth at the violent movements from my thrusting hips.

With a thrust more almighty than the previous and as the inside of her luscious cunt touched me tenderly I exploded deep inside her, my cock head purple and throbbing and her pussy tightening around me, 8 strong contractions sent 8 shots of my cum towards here cervix. I had no idea if she was on birth control and in the moment I didn’t care. As I came down from my orgasm my cock slipped from her when our combined juices.

As she lay on her back with cum dripping between her legs, I moved towards her head and positioned it so it was falling back off the side of the hotel bed.

I position my cock at her mouth and she licks me eagerly. I want her to bring me back to full hardness so can use her mouth. As I start to harden I love my balls over her mouth so she can lick them gently. I alternate between having Erin take my hardening cock in her mouth and her licking my balls.

There is something I’ve always wanted to try. With her head over the side of the bed I turn around and lower my ass to her mouth, she eagerly licks at my asshole which felt incredible. Her tongue running up and down my ring as my cock returned to throbbing hardness. As incredible as her tongue felt on my ass, I wanted to plunge my now hard cock into Erin’s ass.

She stays on her back and I get between her legs, pressing the tip of my cock against her ring. I slowly press inward as Erin gasps at the hard object seeking to invade her backdoor. The head pops through her tight ring as she gasps air into her lungs.

She’s groaning deeply as I begin to thrust into her ass.

“Ahhh ahhhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh”, a delicious mixture of pressure and pleasure. I feeling that will linger beyond the evening.

Her tight ring feels incredible and I begin to pump into her more quickly, Erin’s panting intensifying. She’s groaning and moaning more loudly now, like she was in the hallway, how soundproof are these walls? Hopefully no one comes knocking. Hopefully someone does come knocking, how exciting to have her so helplessly being pounded while also on display for others. I shriver ran through me, I liked that thought too much, I thought about her wedding ring and her husband watching her taking her ass roughly, him watching as her pussy had stretched around my hand and then plunged deeply into her and shot my cum into her hot pussy.

I hadn’t realised that my plundering of her ass hole had increased thinking about him watching her, watching me take her. I could feel my orgasm building and thought about how I would soon be adding a load inside her ass.

Erin’s tightness overcame me, I could feel the blood pooling inside my shaft and cock head, the swelling increasing as I prepared to unload in her backdoor. She gasped out even louder on feeling me swell inside her before I began to spasm and shoot deep into her ass.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, ahhhhhhhh” she cried as my hot cum burned a trail inside her.

I felt light headed. This glorious angel devil had taken my soul, or at least that’s how it felt. I’d never cum harder in my life and as my now half hard cock slipped from her ass I could see both her holes dripping with cum. What a sight - one I’ll never forget.

Erin’s eyes looked through me, like the mask I’d been wearing had fallen away. She saw me yet I still couldn’t see past hers. The stranger. A beautiful glorious stranger.

I thought about how it might feel to meet this stranger again as I lay down next to her and the room turned to darkness. Rest overcame me.