I am a very happily married women, but in early my 30s I started thinking about friskier sex. I started fantasizing about gang bangs. I desired the attention of many other men. I eventually learned that I could never be satisfied with only one man.
I love One Night Stands, for me it’s the unknown that is exciting. No matter how many ONS I had, the anticipation to see their package was always unbelievably exciting.
I always go to a bar inside a hotel or a casino with a hotel. Believe it or not, I am very hot lady and in very good shape but I only had moderate success with ONS. Most men thought it was too good to be true. I would spend hours talking to them, and then eventually we would get to the point of what I wanted. You would be surprised how many men were scared and ran away.
My last ONS was one of my best one to date. I took a seat near two gentlemen at a casino bar and we started small talking, then I started lightly flirting and then seriously flirting and continued until they knew what I wanted. I learned to take it slow but eventually they asked me “why is a beautiful woman like you at a bar by myself?” I used my standard story, I told them my husband passed away and I was not interested in dating but I was lonely girl looking for some intimate fun. I focused on the one gentleman I liked the most. Even though the other friend was all into me at first, he started to “cock block” us. He started telling his friend things like, you are married, I replied that’s ok I am not looking to get married. Eventually the naysayer friend left and we were able to discuss our plans. I excused myself to the restroom so I could text my husband and let him know that I was going to have some fun. For safety reason, I was suppose to text my husband the room number after we got into the room but things got very hot and I completely forgot.
When I got back to the bar we immediately went to his room. As soon as the elevator door closed he took charge and started passionately kissing me and caressing my breast, when the door opened we continued playing as we were stumbling down the hallway acting like teenagers. Once we got into his room instinct took over, I got tingly and I could feel my clit start to swell. He started kissing my neck and undressing me, this was a lot of fun, clothes being pulled off and tossed to the side, the feel of his hands all over my body, all over my breasts and his initial finger inside me. Wow! The way it glide in was like heaven and I started to melt. He laid me down on the bed and he started to lick me, another feeling of pure bliss, I was so horny after hours of flirting I almost had an orgasm. The anticipation to see his package was unbelievably exciting, I just couldn’t wait any longer to start sucking on him. When I dropped his pants his winkie was everything I dreamed of, large, girth and length but not painfully large. I loved the feel of his winkie in my hands and mouth, so warm and firm and delish. I then proceeded to climb on top and started riding him, the initial glide of his winkie into me was exhilarating. We stayed in the position long enough for me to orgasm. The feeling of his winkie sliding in and out at my pace was like being in heaven. The feeling of my clit rubbing against his body was so stimulating and invigorating. Normally after I climax I am done but I felt like a teenager so we continued to play. We switched to the missionary position, the feel of his warm body pressed against mine, the feeling of surrender to him, the hot sweaty sex was just fantastic. He was fairly aggressive and his balls were slapping against me. This was so erotic, I had a small orgasm, this was my first and only orgasm in the missionary position. I asked what position he wanted, he requested doggie style, after 30 seconds of doggie style he had his first orgasm. He was so loud it felt like the people on the first floor would hear him, we were on the 8th floor. His orgasm was so strong I swear I could feel his man juices bulge inside the condom before he pulled out. I was a little concerned the condom broke so after he pulled out I helped clean him up and removed the condom. I was amazed hot full it was, I began to wish it was released inside of me, I love the feeling of my husband’s man juices dripping out or my vagina.
I couldn’t get enough, I wanted more. I went to the restroom to text my husband and let him know where I was and how well everything was going. We normally limited my playing to a couple of hours but we agreed to let me play longer.
I went back into the room and we talked and cuddled in the bed. I really enjoy the company, intimacy, attention and the cuddle and snuggle of man I just meet, it felt wonderful to be in his arms.
While cuddling I continued to think about his man juices, I knew if I spit or quickly swallowed it was relatively safe. We snuggled for a while, after I felt his refractory period was over I started to get frisky again. I sucked his winkie this time without a condom, I wanted to taste him so bad but he was a gentleman and would not finish in my mouth. I rode him again, even though my clit was swollen I could not orgasm again, we proceeded to the missionary position again, he had another orgasm but I did not.
Shortly after, I noticed the Sun coming out and freaked out, it was 6:30am, we went to the room around 10pm. Wow, time flies when you are having fun. When I got home I had passionate sex with my husband, it was great. My husband shot his man juices inside of me but unfortunately it was nothing compared to the other mans juices, but I fantasized about the other mans juices and had another light orgasm.
I have to admit for a woman that was a virgin until 18 and my husband was only my second sexual partner, I had a blast. Sex with a ONS is totally mind-blowing.
I hope this helps you men that are looking for a ONS! Please remember to be a gentleman, I am a classy lady and I would not tolerate anything less than a perfect gentleman.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ne4qcy/one_night_stand