Another hotel guest gets the Sex Goddess treatment

Whenever I get to a hotel I've never stayed in before (and that number is decreasing rapidly), I like to check out the bar of an evening and see what talent comes in. I like to dress up as slutty as I dare but this has got me into trouble once or twice. The hotel staff make me out as a professional working girl and politely ask me to leave. Showing them who I am on their guest register soon causes embarrassment and apologies

Tonight it was a short skirt, hold ups, thong, t-shirt and cardy. The bar was relatively empty and the only person on their own was a guy watching football on the TV. He was at the other end of the bar as I walked in and had his back to me.

I pitched myself in the middle of the bar and ordered a large white wine. My accent caused him to look around and we exchanged a smile. He was cute for sure, bingo! I know little about football so it was pointless trying to interject with a 'How are they doing' type comment. The German commentators kept saying 'Manchester' so I'm guessing it was one of their teams. Half time came (I only know that because they started back again later and I was told what the break was!).

My man came for a drink during the ad breaks and enquired about my interest in the game. I said I was only here because I was bored. We chatted about our respective jobs although I didn't tell him the truth about who I worked for. He asked if he could keep me company and I agreed. His attention towards the TV was off putting but I just used my lady charms to keep his eyes on me as much as I could. Skirt riding higher, keep crossing/uncrossing legs, keep cardy loose around the contours of my boobs. His eyes kept wandering so it must have been working.

Another few drinks and the game was over. In this time I had found out he had an on/off relationship at home and confessed to my own singledom. He was about 6 years older than me but was tall and fit. He'd just ran a marathon!

I knew we needed to breach the physical barrier if this was ever going to go any further. Following a witty comment, I leaned into him while laughing and placed a hand on his thigh to stop myself falling from the bar stool. He grabbed my shoulder to steady me and I apologised. I had got quite close to his crotch (intentionally!). We gazed into each others eyes in that 'come on lets fuck' kind of way and I asked him if he had an early start. He hadn't so I sluttily said 'Good, gives you time to get back to your room in the morning', gulped down the last of my wine and glanced my head towards the exit. He swiftly finished his drink and we left the bar in a haste.

Silence until the lift doors shut. Cue teenage snogging noises until 'Bing'.

Once inside my room, he took control. Pushed me back against the wall and removed my clothes as he kissed me. He left the hold ups on. He slid his finger inside me while kissing my tits. He did it until my nipples were rock hard and then tweaked them with both hands. He went over to the bed and removed the duvet, came back and took me by the hand.

He pushed me onto the bed and told me to wait there. I could hear him undress while in the bathroom and then it all went dark as he switched off all the lights. I felt him climb onto the bed and grab my arm. He had the belt from my bathrobe and began to tie it to my wrist. He ran it round the bedpost and tied the other end to my other arm. Fantastic! I love a kinky fucker.

He ran his hand over my face and slid a finger in my mouth. I bit and chewed on it a little. I could feel his cock sliding over my chin and then he swapped his finger for it in my mouth. He pushed in and out while reaching back and fingering my pussy, expertly sliding his wet finger over my clit has he thrust his cock in deeper. I wanted this to carry on until he came in my mouth, I was close enough to cum too so it would've been good.

Instead he removed his cock and started to kiss, tickle and caress my body as he moved down between my legs. His arms reached up and began pulling and stroking my nipples. His tongue probed my soaking lips and moved up and down my clit. The combination of the two sent me skywards and my moans got louder. I shuddered, screamed and bounced up and down as my orgasm exploded through me. He grabbed me tightly around the waste during the final violent moments.

In an instant he was on top of me, kissing my face with his wet lips. I could smell myself on him and licked as much as I could. He got up onto his knees and held the bedpost near my tied hands and forced his cock inside me.

My eyes were getting used to the low light and I could see his outline as he fucked me. It was proper hard slut fucking. He squeezed my tits hard as he banged away. He asked if he could cum inside me and I agreed in a bitchy cum slut kind of way. He moaned out several 'yeahs' before pumping me full of cum. He slowed down and slid out.

While I was still tied up he went back to the bathroom and got washed and dressed. 'Is that it then?' I yelled. He stuck his head round the door and told me he'd lied about his early start and had to be up for a flight. He came over and kissed me goodbye.

'Stop!', 'You can't leave me like this'. He turned back. 'Look in this top drawer' I motioned towards the bedside table. He opened it and found my dildo. He grinned.

Sitting back on the bed he slowly slid it inside my wet pussy. I could feel his cum dripping out onto the sheets. He switched it on and left with a quick 'Have fun'.

I squeezed it as hard as I could given the sloppiness of my pussy. My only hope was that I came before the batteries ran out.

It was quite a while but sadly they didn't. It did feel good though, just lying there tied to the bed, left like the dirty bitch that I was, cum dripping out from either side of a dildo. I managed to free my hands and finished myself off.

Pretty good night don't you think!

Sara xx

2 Girls and a barman

So I'm really bored one night (aren't I always?), when the urge to get fucked takes over. I glam up (tight, short, flowery dress, no knickers or bra) and head out into town. It's a dull weekday evening so I'm not expecting much but what you usually get on those nights are equally bored horny individuals!

The first bar I venture into is very quiet but has the cutest barman I've ever come across in Germany. I'd say 5'8", dark hair and chin stubble which is getting close to being a beard but not quite there yet. Check shirt over tight white T with tight jeans showing off his ass. His package looked sizable when not erect (or at least I didn't think it was) so all was good. He smiled a lot as well when I ordered. We chatted about the number of people in and how busy they normally get. Sadly, me coming in had made them 'busy' if you get my drift!

Imagine the shock he must have got then when two more girls walked in, I'm surprised he didn't ring the manager for back up! There was some flirting going off which made me wonder if the girls had come here specifically for this barman or they maybe knew him. I interjected into their conversation with a 'you're not ignoring me now are you' sort of comment to break the ice with the girls.

They were both 18 and out because it was a birthday. They could now drink legally and knew exactly where they wanted to go! I bought the drinks to celebrate with them and we got chatting about the barman and what we each did. They were students with equally as short dresses as mine. As far as I could tell they weren't an item.

This was great, I could go for the girls or the barman and hopefully get something out of the evening.

We drank some more, and then some more, followed by some more. Mainly cocktails because it took our barman (Mannfred) ages to make them! During his frequent chats with us we found out he had a girlfriend (boo!)

Us girls then hit the dance floor, heavily under the influence! Thankfully their inhibitions were lost and there was plenty of hugging, groping and kissing going off. All under the barman's watchful eye. I'm sure all 3 of us knew we just wanted to turn him on so he would walk us home!

He called us over and told us he was closing soon. We urged him not to but he had no choice. I then threw in the 'let's all have a party back at my hotel' bombshell. The girls just drunkenly yelled 'Yeahhhh!' as I expected them too but Mannfred took some more persuading. The girls dived in to help and despite his protestations about getting home to his girlfriend he eventually agreed to come back for 'just a drink'. I bought some Champagne from him and 'borrowed' some glasses and off we went.

All was going well but at no point had I felt any horny vibes from any of them. I knew the girls wanted Mannfred, I knew I wanted all 3 of them and I'm pretty sure Mannfred would not be able to resist if things got steamy but how was I going to get us to that point? I remembered my last hotel encounter and how prancing around in my underwear in a carefree manner had hit the spot. Maybe it was worth a go if conversation alone didn't lead us to it.

We got to the room and opened the bottle. I found a radio station on the TV and chatted to Mannfred while the girls danced. I teased him about them wanting to get his jeans off and did he feel safe with us. He looked a bit nervous but judging by the ever increasing size of his package, the idea seemed to excite him. Finally, like most men, the urges from his blood filled penis overcame the battle raging in his head to keep it in his trousers. "I don't feel safe with them but maybe with you I'd let you take them off" he said in a sweet German way. I smiled back and moved a bit closer. His eyes gave him away and I stole a kiss. We moved in for another only this time tongues were involved. My hand instinctively went for his, now bulging, crotch and began some firm squeezing. I moved his hand onto my bare thigh and we both fell backwards to lie flat on the bed.

Cue two giggly, drunk, teenage, hormonal girls! To say they jumped on him would be too strong but it wasn't far off it. 'You can't have him all to yourself' one of them exclaimed while taking her dress off revealing matching black bra and panties. They had him unzipped and trousers off in a flash. He was as big as I had expected and the girls headed straight for it, sharing it like a lollipop. As they sucked and licked it he turned to me and slid my dress above my waist, revealing my pantless pussy. He began to stroke it's wet lips until I moved to straddle his head, sitting my pussy down on his face while facing the two girls enjoying their lollipop. I came quite quickly and so did he, surprising the girls somewhat. They each got some in there hair, face and mouth. I climbed off Mannfred's face and went over to help them clean up.

We had some fun in the bathroom getting soaked while cleaning up and this led to some more serious (than the dance floor) groping and kissing. We got lost in it so much we missed the clunk of the door shutting as Mannfred made his escape. Shame really, I would've loved that cock in one of my holes that night!

We took ourselves into the room and shed our wet clothes. This kicked in a little shyness from them I felt, so I topped up their glasses and we took some sips. I asked if they wanted some more to which I got a positive response. I then poured the contents of my glass over my erect nipples and told them they had to drink it off. I leaned back against the desk and they playfully moved in, gingerly licking away. They had obviously never been with a woman before but seemed comfortable with each other. The way they had handled Mannfred's cock suggested they had done that before.

I moved to the bed bringing the bottle with me and lay down. I poored some more on my tits and they came over to continue licking. I was in the middle of the bed with a girl either side. I poored some more Champagne in a line down my belly and over my pussy. Like cats following a stream of milk they duly made their way down. Two's a crowd down there so I grabbed one and pulled her up the bed. I stroked her tits and nipples while her friend found out what a soaking pussy covered in Champagne tastes like. 'Sit on my face like I did with Mannfred' I beckoned. She obliged. She came just as quick as I had earlier with several German exclamations that I've never heard before.

The girls swapped places. I managed to give my pussy another Champagne soaking to help number 2 get acquainted with her first pussy as they moved around. number one was a lot slimmer and this helped my run my hands over her thighs, bum and tits while my tongue buried itself in her 'never been licked quite like this before' pussy. Sadly number 2 was shockingly bad at licking pussy. I was quite glad when number 1 finally came and we could move onto something else. Time for my strap-on! It might seem a strange thing to pick on a business trip but as you may know already, you just never know when you're going to need it.

I attached it to number 1 and spread number 2's legs. I could tell this was pushing their boundaries but lots of kissing and groping while pouring more drink down them helped them get over them. I sat back in a chair and watched as they fucked. They couldn't look at each other and so turned their heads towards me. I lifted my legs over the chair arms and gave them a good masturbation show. This helped them intensify their fucking.

Once satisfied, I moved back over to them, rubbing number 2's exposed clit until she came again. Number 1 pulled out and I sucked the strap-on clean while removing it. Number 2 seemed exhausted and not up to her fucking duty so I strapped up. I made number 1 get on all fours and slid in from behind. I made number 2 rub her clit while I enthusiastically pumped away. This was to be our last act of the night.

We were knackered by now. The girls wet clothes caused a bit of an issue. We spent ages drying them with a hair dryer and the trouser press. Eventually, fully dressed once more, I followed them to reception and stayed with them until a cab arrived. They told the driver the address and I gave him enough cash to cover it.

Quite a night! Although I never did get the fuck I had set out for, can't complain though can I?

I still dream about Mannfred's cock. I went back to that bar each night but he didn't work again all week! Damn!