So this is a follow up story from my last post. This all happened last saturday:
[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dnwivh/got_fucked_by_a_stranger_in_a_hotel_and_never_saw/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dnwivh/got_fucked_by_a_stranger_in_a_hotel_and_never_saw/)
After already a very thrilling night getting dominated AND fucked by a stranger (you can read about that in the link above) Nick (32M) and I (28F) were laying in our hotel bed, discussing what just happened. I was over the moon, he had just made a big fantasy of mine come true. I felt slutty, sexy and extatic, enjoying the afterglow. And to be honest: a little bit hungry! So, it was time to go out and have some food. Of course he had made me pack a very slutty outfit. The requirements were: something you would doubt about for hours in front of the mirror ‘Do I really dare wearing this?’.
My outfit came down to this: A see through black top with a lacy revealing bra underneath, black over the knee boots with a small heel, a tight fitted black skirt and laced stockings that were too long for the skirt. Oh, and of course no panties. My stockings kept peeking under my skirt and it made me feel like a whore. I had straightened my hair and somehow that made me feel extra slutty; I looked like a whole other person.
We arrived at the restaurant, it was already close to ten at night. I felt highly uncomfortable, walking around looking so exposed and Nick loved it. We sat down at a table in a corner and the atmosphere between us was electrical. His eyes kept running over me and growing dark with lust. When the waitress came over and asked us if we wanted chopsticks or cutlery I said no to the chopsticks. He said in his dark Dom voice to the waitress ‘No. She is having chopsticks too.’. She looked a little startled and I giggled, loving him being so bossy. I felt really playful and flirty, like the events of the night gave me some extra sexual power. I spilled some crumbs on the table and he raised an eyebrow, scowling me for making such a mess. I smiled and picked the crumbs up with my finger, licking them off while I looked him in the eye. His eyes lit up and he told me to lick them directly off the table. I gave him a smile, bent my head and licked the table. I freaking loved it. I still had one more piece of food to go when the waitress came by. He told her to remove all the plates, holding my piece and then giving it to me with no plate to spill on, making it even harder for me not to make a mess.
He tried peeking under the table, pushing my legs wide to get a glance of my pussy. He couldn’t see so he took his phone and made a picture under the table, with a flashlights that lighted up the entire restaurant, very very discrete. We laughed and flirted and enjoyed the food. Even with the waitress close he didn’t try and hide our conversations about fucking asses etc. He kept dropping things so he could drop his head under the table. I sat with my back to the restaurant, but he told me some people definitely noticed something was going on (maybe my obvious outfit also gave something away haha, it was impossible to sit and not showing my entire stockings). After dinner he caressed my cheek, I took his hand and started sucking his thumb. He stood up and said in a low voice: ‘You’re coming with me. Now.’. I was shocked: we can’t just both get up in a small restaurant and walk to the bathroom?! He started walking away and I looked around, confused. Then I decided I should just follow him. My face was all red as I tried to pull my skirt down. He looked at me and told me to stop what I was doing: No covering up.
I walked in front of him, up the stairs to the bathrooms. I expected him to push me in a stall, but he didn’t even bother. He pulled me to the sinks and lifted up my skirt. As he fumbled to free his cock I stood on one leg, the other one curled around his waist. He started fucking me and everything became blurry. He fucked me like an animal, hard and raw. We thought we heard someone coming up so we stopped for a second. Then he pushed me on my knees to suck him. He pulled me back up by my hair, turned me around and pressed my face against the wall. In one trust he was back in my pussy and pounding me hard. I was losing my mind, trying to stay silent as he pulled my hair. FUCK. He felt so good inside me. When we stopped I let him walk downstairs as I looked at my flushed and fucked face in the mirror, wiping some spilled make-up underneath my eyes.
When I came down again he was sitting at the table, asking if I wanted to go elsewhere or back to the hotel. I got up, put on my coat, when he wanted to make a picture of me. He told me to lift up my skirt a little so you could see my stockings. The waitress was standing right next to me and I felt a little shy, but kept going anyway. This is the pic:
[https://imgur.com/a/Mo0z8Zr](https://imgur.com/a/Mo0z8Zr)
We walked out of the restaurant in a crazy horny state. When we arrived at his car, he pushed me against it and started to finger me hard. I was soaking wet. We were standing in the middle of a street, not in a covered place. He asked me ‘There is someone walking this way. Do you want me to keep going? He will see us.’. He swore when he stopped fingering me as the guy apparently lived 2 doors way from where we were standing, telling me he wanted to fuck me against his car. We got in his car and he couldn’t stay away from my pussy, alternating between finger fucking me and lightly teasing. Little video of that here:
[https://gfycat.com/welloffbaggyfowl](https://gfycat.com/welloffbaggyfowl)
As we pulled up the parking lot of our hotel it was lightly raining. We walked a few meters, looked at each other and then started making out passionately. Before I knew it my back was against a wall, my skirt was up and his dick was in my pussy. We kissed, embracing and holding on to each other and growled and fucked and moaned until he came hard. The wind was blowing, it was raining and it felt so nice to fuck outside. His cum was in my pussy and I was wearing no panties. We walked to the entrance of the hotel, just a few meters away, passing the hotel bar filled with people.
This was the hottest night of my life.
The next morning we were waking up slowly cuddling. He started playing with me and then firmly put a hand around my throat while he started to fuck me while spooning. We fucked hard and slow, I rode him and then after a while slid off him to lie next to him. He asked me what the hell I was doing and I told him his cock was boring me. That got a reaction… His hand was back on my throat, more firm this time. He told me to repeat what I just said and I stated his dick was extremely boring. He started to fuck me hard and aggressively, choking me and pulling my hair while I kept telling him (with more and more trouble) how utterly bored I was. His dick was a lot to take, but I wasn’t going to give up. I wanted him to be mad. He kept asking me if I was still bored and I kept replying with yes while I was screaming so hard I had to muffle my face in my pillow. Fuck.
After breakfast we went back to our room, cleaning up the mess we made ‘Here are your handcuffs’, ‘Where is my vibrator?’. He sat down on the chair, in front of the bed, and got his cock out watching me lie in front of him. With one gesture he got me to crawl over to him and start kissing and licking his beautiful thick cock. I worshipped it, licking it and slowly pressing it down my throat. I slowly sucked him for a long time, practicing my deepthroating and seeing how far I would come. I pushed myself to the point that my breakfast almost came up haha. Then I sat up on my knees, letting my hands ran over my body and touching my pussy underneath my skirt. He slowly nodded yes, as I licked my fingers and let them disappear beneath my tights. I told him how wet I was, seeing that resonate on his face. I slowly turned around and peeled down my tights, offering him my wet soaking pussy one last time. He slid in me, filling me up completely as he trusted slow and deep. I told him how good he felt inside me, closing my eyes and enjoying each inch of him. He came 1 minute before our check out time. We made good use of all the time we had. As we stood at the check-out desk with our stuff, he gave me one of his bags and loudly said ‘Can you hold the bag of toys?!’ in front of the employees. The same guy who worked the night before, when I stood there in my very slutty outfit. My face turned completely red as I tried to punch him in his ribs. Fucker. He walked out of the hotel with a big smug smile on his face.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dor9ir/getting_fucked_in_public_fm_the_hottest_night_of
Wow, sounds like an amazing night for the both of you.
Now I know this is sounding weird. But who’s doing the cover of hakuna Matatta in the video