I will start by caveating that I am not necessarily proud of the story I am about to tell. Yet as it was a hot experience, and as I cannot tell anyone else about it (for reasons that will become clear), I wanted to share it with this collective of dirty minds. Hopefully you can appreciate the pure pleasure of unexpectedly living out a kink - in my case fucking totally random strangers.

I recently went on a Stag Do (Bachelor Party) to Portugal for a long weekend. We are a group of friends, now in our mid thirties, and the 'Stag' (as we call him in the UK) was the last one to get married, so it promised to be quite the occasion...as it proved. Most of us are stuck in the daily grind with wives and kids. I am 33, married, and have normal, boring job with a blue chip company.

Unsurprisingly, given this was the first time many of us had our leashes removed for a while, we partied hard from the moment we arrived on the Thursday night. We dropped our bags at the apartment and then went straight to the bar, sinking beers, shots, and more beers, before heading to the main 'strip' of bars and clubs. From here, things becoming very hazy for me, and then after one particular round of shots, I remember nothing for the rest of the night until...

I was woken by my usual work alarm at 7am. Opening my eyes, I saw I was in a strange room that was definitely not my apartment, wearing nothing but my underwear. I reached over, switched off the alarm, and saw my wedding ring on the bedside table. I knew then exactly what I had done.

I turned to the other side of the bed and saw a very pretty girl watching me, smiling. She had shoulder length brown hair and big, brown eyes - the rest of her was covered by a pink spotted duvet. She grinned more as I groaned and rolled over to face her.

"Morning," she whispered, not taking those big brown eyes off me. "You were a wild one last night." She spoke flawless English but with a slight accent, possibly Eastern European.

She must have seen the confusion on my face, and as I began to reply that I did not remember a thing, she cut me off. "Oh, not in that way," she added. "I meant in the club. You wouldn't leave those shots alone. I have such a headache because of you. Now you have ruined my day." She slapped me lightly on my arm in mock rebuke.

"So we didn't...you know...?" I asked.

"No. Unfortunately not. It seems you liked the shots more than me". She smiled at me again. God she was gorgeous, and despite the confusing situation, I could feel my body responding. "I looked after you, like a good girl," she continued. " Don't you think I deserve a reward?" With that, she threw off the duvet. She was totally naked underneath - a tight, tanned body; perfect, plump, medium sized breasts; and a totally smooth pussy. I was now fully hard. Fucking strangers has always been a kink of mine, and there was now only one way this was going...

"What do you have in mind?" I asked, cheekily.

"You could start here," she replied, moving her hand to her pussy and starting to stroke it.

"Someone's eager," I laughed, and instead leaned forward and kissed her full, luscious lips. We locked tongues and she let out a groan of pleasure. My hands moved down to her breasts, stroking her erect nipples, while I kissed her ear and neck.

She grabbed my hand and moved it towards her pussy. "Put it on," she whispered.

"Put what on?" I asked, confused.

"Your wedding ring. I want you to wear it while you finger me." I was running on pure, primal instinct now. I quickly grabbed the ring, put it on, and then got to work. She was already soaking, but I teased her gently at first, slowly rubbing her clit until she leaned forwards, grabbed my hand and guided it inside her. Two fingers slid in easily. She gasped out in pleasure.

I then moved down with my mouth, over her breasts and stomach and thighs. I licked her clit as I continued to finger her, her breath getting faster until her body tightened and she shuddered, cumming all over my fingers and face.

"You're starting to make it up to me," she joked, before leaning over to her bedside draw and bringing out a condom. We rolled over and she took off my underwear, before putting the condom on my rock hard cock. She straddled me and guided me inside her, riding with slow, deep movements before getting faster and faster and faster.

She came again, then we switched into a few more positions, missionary, then doggy, until I blew a load deep inside her while she was face down. We both collapsed on the bed, satisfied. But post nut clarity soon kicked in, and I realized I had to get back before my friends noticed my absence. It was 7.45.

"I have to go," I said.

"I know," she replied. "You had better hurry if you don't want your friends to know about your early morning fun." 5 minutes later, after splashing some water on my face and a final long, lingering kiss, I went out the door.

Turns out my apartment was only a five minute walk away (thank God for Google Maps). I crept into my room but thankfully, after such a heavy night, everyone else was passed out and did not notice. I went straight to the shower and then headed for the beach. No one suspected a thing, and returned home to my wife like nothing happen. It will stay that way.

I still have no idea who this girl was. I spent three more days in Portugal and didn't see her again. I do not even know her name. I assume she lived in the resort but other than that, it is a mystery. But she gave me such a hot experience, which I think about all the time. It is my (and now Reddits) dirty secret.