Chapter 3
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Ohhhhh... he felt good, so good.
I leaned back and started to play with my c**t. Needing more. Needing to come, but that g-spot in me, not quite being hit enough… or too drunk and malfunctioning.
Wouldn’t be surprised.
But come on! Look who is under me.
Come on body work with me here!
I couldn’t quite get my c**t properly either as he slammed up into me as I came down. I needed my vibrator if I was in this position, but I tried anyway.
His grip dug further into my skin as he started to almost buck under me, telling me he was about to find his release.
I was a little disappointed I wouldn’t find mine, but then again, I had still thoroughly enjoyed myself.
He bucked a few more times before he grunted and gritted his teeth. I opened my eyes to watch him in the dim light and savored the look on his face as he came.
Panting from the work out I still got, I sat there for a moment to catch my breath and let the room calm down since it was doing a spinning wheel impersonation.
Hotty seemed to be having the same problem as me. His eyes seriously made him seem more stoned than drunk, and it took everything in me to not giggle again.
The hiccups were at least gone, and I did NOT want them back.
After finally climbing off as unrefined as I am, but not falling flat on my face, I went to find a bathroom. The hotty not moving, still lying on the couch with a smile and a semi…. And a used condom on the end.
Yeah, he’s still hot.
I found a powder room first, that’ll do. I can clean up and make a clean escape… to where I don’t know. Maybe I can get another hotel room. There has to be one open somewhere even at this hour.
I may never have had a one-night stand before, but I know the deal. You don’t stay the night. It’s wham bam thank you ma’am unless previously discussed.
Although, he is trashed like me. Maybe I can just sleep on the couch after moving him to his bed.
I almost snort, before hiccupping again.
Fuck!
Their back! But the thought of trying to move that large man if he’s passed out... yeah, that was NOT going to happen.
After finishing up, I opened the door to find him stumbling towards me with another erection. A very large, very swollen erection and a smirk on his face.
He doesn’t say anything as his hand wraps around the back of my neck and his mouth finds mine again. His other arm goes around my waist and his erection pocks me in the stomach.
Pulling me to him, we stumbled back into the wall behind him. That is definitely the theme of the night.
Making me giggle... and hiccup.
Fucking hiccups!
This continues, like the first time, as we stumble and hit nearly every wall and door until we make it to a bedroom where he pushes me onto the bed. Crawling up my body, he licks his way up my leg until he finds my core.
Finally, my neglected c**t got the attention it was begging for earlier.
Thank you!
It was sloppy, so sloppy, but I really didn’t care as he still found the good spot, bringing me to orgasm. Sweet, sweet orgasm. The ever needed tonight, orgasm.
He suddenly slammed into me, bringing me out of my haze.
Ohhhh… So good!
My eyes rolled back into my head as I wrapped my legs around him. My arms going to his shoulders as my hands tried to hold on to the male who seemed to have lost all control in the best way possible.
I’d never been f****d like this before. My body taking it and reveling in it as my core still throbbed around him and surprisingly exploded just before he did again.
The orgasm was exactly what I had ordered and needed as I convulsed in pleasure and hiccups.
I shouldn’t have been surprised that I was out like a light after that.
Slowly I woke on my side, confused for a moment until I felt the thrust from behind filling my core again.
I gripped the sheets, the room spinning less than earlier. My mouth was dry and felt like it was filled with cotton, but my body heated with my core clenching to the large welcome intrusion.
Holding onto the sheets, hotty was on a mission again. His thrusts hard and fast as he chased his release.
There was no way I was going to come again because I was too busy trying not to throw up towards the end.
I was relieved when he found his release and lay there breathing.
Don’t throw up.
Calm.
Everything is fine.
Calm.
Don’t throw up.
Yet, I fell asleep again until I awoke, this time on my back and hotty climbing on top and thrusting into me.
This man has stamina even when drunk or hung over. I know I was more hung over than drunk this time.
I held onto him as this time his fingers found my c**t. They worked me just the way I needed as I tried to swallow to get some saliva into my mouth. I really need a drink after this round.
Drink! Need water…
My orgasm still crashed over me as I felt like I had been crawling through a desert looking for water for days.
“Water.” I practically croaked out as he pulled out and rolled over.
He grunted and disappeared as I lay there.
I really wished the room would stop spinning, even if it was a lot less than when we first got to the room. And the headache was now here with force.
I should have asked for Panadol as well.
The gods were in my favor though as he came back. “I got us both headache pills as well.”
Oh... that voice... hotty really suits him... but lets concentrate on water and pain tablets.
I drank the bottle down with the tablets, not even sitting fully up… or not really being able to before I was out again.
By the fifth wake-up call, my poor lady's stung a little.
It still felt good, and he made me come again, but she was done. The out-of-office sign was up. She was ready to sleep for a century at this stage.
After he had finished and pulled out, I was on my side again, but this time he was over the top holding my hips, I knew it was time to go.
My poor v****a and even c**t needed a break. And the reality of everything was crashing down on me… and my hangover.
The headache tablets had definitely worn off.
I waited until his breathing had evened out and there was a slight snore. Even his snoring was kind of hot with how deep it was.
Get a grip.
Slowly, I rolled off the bed using the light from down the hallway to help guide me.
CRAP!
As I stood up, I felt something run down my leg and I knew I hadn’t peed myself.
Double crap.
No, f**k!
We used a condom for the first time. Yes, I saw it. But after… f**k!
I know I have the bar in my arm, but I don’t know this man. I don’t even know his name. How am I supposed to know his history and if I need to get every STD test known to mankind.
Well done. Well done!
I went to the bathroom and cleaned up using a washer, soap and water. I knew I needed a shower, but I needed out of here in case he wanted another round.
I know I can just say no, but I need space. I need to get out and clear my head. I need… I don’t know. I need out… sleep and a lot of water.
Actually, yes, that’s what I need.
I quickly found all my clothes in the lounge room. My bag was with my shoes near the front door. Yes! I didn’t even remember taking it off when we got back to the room. I was starting to wonder if I left it at the bar.
God, it was a messy night… literally.
I snuck out the door as quietly as I could.
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