My [F]light was delayed so I got a quality time with another passenger

I study abroad and my parents live in a small city, so every time I go home I have a transit flight connection in a bigger city. So about a year ago while traveling to my parents home town a storm broke up and my second flight was delayed for more than 8 hours. I was upset but not nervous because it’s a second flight and I was only losing travel time. Because the flights were delayed for so many hours, the airline provided passengers with accommodation which in our case was a pretty fancy hotel just 5 minutes bus drive from the airport.

It was in the bus to the hotel where I’ve noticed a handsome man in his 30s obviously travelling alone. So the first thought I’ve had upon receiving the key of my room was: why the hell did I leave all the sexy clothes in the luggage and left nothing in a handbag? I only had only what I was wearing: yoga pants and a hoodie, with a light cotton sports bra and panties underneath. I then hatched a plan to meet this mysterious good looking man. My plan was to unpack the Martini bottle I’ve grabbed at duty free shop and ask him for help with opening it. Then it would be up to my charms to do the work.

It was my luck the guy’s room was on the same floor with mine. I stepped out into the corridor, all alone, and my heart was beating like crazy. He opened the door surprised to see me. I told him I need some strong hands to open the bottle. In response, he grabbed the sealed bottle and cracked the cap open in a fraction of a second. It was so fast I didn’t even have a chance to think on the next line, so just giggled “Can I use your glass? They forgot to put one in my room.”. “Sure, come in” he said and went towards table to unpack the glass from protecting plastic.

At this point I was no longer planning out every move, I just relied on my instincts. It took me a couple of seconds to close the door, turn around to face him and take off the hoodie. Once I was down to only my sports bra and mumbled something like “It’s hot here”. My voice was trembling as I got extremely nervous. This is new territory for me as I’m usually not into strangers. Nonetheless, as this moment I’m extremely excited by what is happening with this unexpected adventure. I’m actually so excited I feel goose bumps on my skin. I didn’t notice my nips got hard and perky under white cotton, but his grin is telling me he surely noticed.

The glass I asked him for was in his hand and he moved it towards as if saying “come take it.” I stepped forward and we are now staring into each other’s eyes. I put the bottle on the table besides him and now I’m close enough to smell his cologne.

I realise at this moment I can’t wait any longer and I just get down on my knees on the hotel floor still looking into his eyes. He waits. I make the first touch as I put my hand on his hip and move it down a bit. I slowly understand what comes next – I should undo his belt and release the long desired beast of a cock. It takes me ages to complete that as my hands are shaking and finally I see his massive half-hard cock.

Next I put my palm on it and it looks so huge in comparison. I can not stop looking at it as I’m stroking it slowly while it’s getting harder and harder. I can’t sit straight from excitement but keep a second before taking the head to my mouth to look in his grinning eyes. The cock is hot, huge and hard now, it’s easy to look seductive while sucking it (I know I can give an extremely seductive looks when feeling naughty and men are going crazy when I do that during dirty). I know not that I want this man to take me dirty. Our foreplay continues a while, he’s unbuttoning and takes off a shirt, then takes me by shoulders and gets the cock out of my hands. I’m standing up and go towards bed, taking off my sweatpants and getting completely naked along the way.

I’m now standing with my knees on the floor and hands on the bed, bent over with my ass and my peach is open to his view while he looks for a condom in his wallet. I’m already so wet I feel AC cold wind down there. It feels like ages to me and my mind goes round from the thought I’m going to be fucked in a hotel room like a dirty little slut in a couple of moments. God, I love this hot anticipation. As my pussy is burning hot with desire for his cock, I realize I did not lock the door, just closed it.

Finally, he’s behind me, I feel his hand on my ass and I moan “cmon, go for it” as I feel head of his cock touching my outer lips. He does not hurry and teases me just right time to make me desperately craving for a hard fuck. Then, in one move, enters his entire cock into my wet pussy. I gasp and can hardly breath, I’ve never felt so fulfilled. Now his is fucking me hard and fast and I lose control when his hands are holding down on my shoulders while drilling me with deep strokes. My knees are weak and I’m hardly standing. I don’t know if I’m moaning too loud or not, but I don’t care. The pleasure is so intense. I have wanted hot moment like this one.

I realize suddenly I am lying on the edge of the bed being fucked hard by a guy whose name I don’t even know. Realizing this makes me even hornier and wetter for this sexy man now fucking me. I feel his hand covering my mouth and another one on my neck closing the air when I hear “who could imagine such a pretty girl can be such a little slut” whisper in my ear. I’m trying to moan “yes I’m such a little bitch” and I feel over the edge naughty at the moment.

He’s pounding me for several minutes and I feel I’m ready to cum so I’m pushing him off, lay on my back and put legs wide apart to give him a view and he takes me by the ankles and enter me again. I’m rubbing my clit looking at his six pack and muscular chest, my other hand playing with nipple and lip bitten not to moan again. I close my eyes while orgasm and feel absolutely devastates me and makes we weak after coming hard and long.

Afterwards my pussy lips are sore from his big thick dick. He continues fucking me, sore or not, and then a second waive or orgasms comes over me and I cum for a second time. Of fuck, mylegs are shaking and I feel my muscles down there are holding his cock in a dead grip. Then he also gives starts to moan and orgasm and I feel that pulsation of his cock deep inside me meaning he’s pushing his semen into my pussy. We lay in the bed for minutes, I’m exhausted and I feel this room mine is mine now. After this incredible fucking, I own it.

I’m getting sleepy and just pull the blanket on myself while he opens a minibar to get a bottle of soda. And finally we’ve got some time for small talk. I know I’ll have to ignore him during the flight and probably never see again, but I don’t care because I did get what I wanted, and not just once!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ci3wxu/my_flight_was_delayed_so_i_got_a_quality_time