Last week I was strolling around town like I usually do. It is has become one of my obsessions to cold approach total strangers. This is especially true for older men who I can convince to cheat with me. I know that’s evil, but it turns me on seeing just how far men will go to use my body. One of my go to places to find these types of suspects is a hotel bar.

I walked into the hotel and the ground floor was flooded with people. There was some kind of conference going on. I walked into the hotel ballroom and there was some kind of tech showcase going on. Some guys at a booth asked me if I was interested whatever they were pitching…I told them I was more interested in their hotel room LOL. They laughed it off, but I gave them the fuck me eyes and they started to realize I was serious.

Guy #1 asked me if I was interested in both of them. I said I was down, unless they had more friends. Their eyes lit up, and they handed me a keycard and told me the room number. They told me to expect a party, I teased them and told them it better not be a lame party without people.

I went up to their room. It was a really nice suite with a giant bed, perfect lol. I waited a long time, maybe an hour? I was so bored so I started eating all the snacks and drinking the booze from the minibar. Why not? I was getting frustrated and about to leave, but I got a little nosey and saw some clothes piled up on the floor. I saw the thing that inspired me, a black tie. I used the tie to blindfold myself as I laid naked on the bed and waited. Tipsy, horny, and excited.

It wasn’t too long until they came in. I could tell there was more than two guys from their voices. They sounded kind of belligerent lol. But when they saw me, they knew what to do. Immediately I felt hands all over my body and fingers entering my holes. They LOVED that I was blindfolded. Eventually they took turns on me. Typically two at a time. This entire time I was blindfolded and could not tell who was using me or how many. I loved it. I don’t want to get into details….but they definitely brought the party dust with them and I enjoyed as well.

It was a long night of hard fucking. It felt like we were fucking all night. I took multiple loads in different areas of my body. I woke up in a haze, blindfold off. There was a man on top of me that I definitely did not recognize from the night before. But I was into it. He must have been in his 50s and he was very much my type. I made him cum while he was inside of me. We looked at each other, knowing we are completely strangers, and just laughed. He offered to get me breakfast, but I got out of there as soon as I could. No contact, didn’t even tell him my name.

I know almost nothing about who these guys were, how many they were, but I know they fucked the shit out of me. That memory has turned me on all week :)