In my younger better looking days I was fortunate enough to have sex with a lot of women I had just met.
One in particular girl I have no clue how it happened.
Me and a buddy were setting at a bar that I went to every night I wasn't at work.
I knew everyone and they all knew me.
Anyway one night these two girls come in and one is just bitching about everything sitting right beside me at the bar.
I turned and gave her a look like shut the fuck up.
She said her father owned the bar and she could do what ever she wanted, well that started my mouth, I knew the owner and knew he had no kids. We went back and forth a bit and I said fuck it and went outside to get away from her and have a cigarette in peice and quiet.
She followed me out just a minute or 2 later and started in again with me.
On my life, I do not know how it all happened or what went on but my buddy came out looking for me and found us beside the building and I had her up against the brick wall with her skirt up and panties pulled to the side and my pants around my ankles just nailing her to the wall.
When we finished I walked back into the bar and my buddy just said "Patrick Swayze style"
At first I was confused then caught on that he had seen us. That was in 2004 and still to this day every time he sees me he calls me Patrick lmao

 

Yes. I fucked my buddies new girlfriend that I met for the first time

 

I have had a few meeting of this sort, one time I was on my way to get the wife from her parents house, a drive of about 5 hours one way, the weather was stormy, high winds and rain, I saw this lady walking along the road I stoped and ask if she would like a ride, she hoped in and thanked me for getting her out of the rain she lived just a short way up the road, she invited me in for a short rest, one thing led to another and we were soon naked and fucking like there was no tomorrow, needless to say the drive to get the wife took about 8 hours, I told her it was due to the storm that made me stop for a f few hours till it passed

 

One night cruising I pulled into a gas station that had a booth at the gas pumps to pay. There was a young girl as the cashier. She must have been 10 yrs younger then myself. We made small talk and I asked her what time she gets off and she says at midnight but doesn’t have much time because her mother is expecting the car home right after. Long story short I drove back there at midnight and we went into the back of the store and made out in a rush and I fucked her doggy style over cases of drinks. She asked me to tell her when I was about to cum. When I did she spun around and engulfed my dick down her throat as I came. She coughed and cum shot from her nostrils and we both laughed. Still hard she withdrew, stood up and I pushed her back onto the stack she just was bent over, spread her legs and fucked her more until I pulled out and came on her pussy.

 

yeah lots of times when i was drinking. i'd chat up a cute girl, we'd dance and kiss alittle, she'd start getting bold and feel my cock and i'd feel her boobs. we'd end up in my car or get a room.

 

That's how I lost my virginity. I was 18 and working at a music store and one of our regular customers came in with a girl she wanted me to meet who she thought would be a good match for me. By chance, my parents had gone out of town so I had the house to myself. I was surprised she came home with me after only meeting me once. We went right at it though all my sexual experience was from porn I had watched. We fucked on Mom's favorite Persian rugs (sorry, Mom). I didn't cum but at least I had my first piece of pussy.

 

A company work event at a hotel. When i went to go home, it was one of those nights and it took an age for anyone to get a taxi. I was getting anxious to get home as i was a bit drunk and it was late. My husband would be snoring his head off so i should not have been so worried. A taxi pulled up and i gave my name but it wasnt for me. The gentleman for whom it was came over and said he was happy to share the taxi as to get to where i lived the taxi could drop him first. when he spoke, i quivered and it wasnt from the cold
He was Italian, beautifully dressed. We made small talk. He lived here over a year. His company event was in another part of the hotel. He sighed that he would like more wine and politely offered me a drink at his place if i wanted one. OOOO the accent, his look. He wore cufflinks, fucking cufflinks on his immaculate shirt. I said yes and made out like a teenager in he back of the taxi with him. The poor taxi driver probably had a complete view of what his fingers were doing between my legs.back at his place, it was a fantastic couple of hours.
Took ages to get a taxi afterwards. husband was not snoring away, he had been worried about how late i was. thank god at one stage i had the sense to txt to say how difficult a time i was having trying to get home.
Never knew that mans name. barely a couple of minutes in each others presence before we were locked in an embrace in the taxi. So yes it does happen

 

Was on biz trip met women at the bar and she asked me to fuck her ass .. what was a gentleman to do .. was in her room 3min later

 

Yes. It's always been great.

 

I fuck my first maid hard enough she refused to work with me after

 

I wish

 

The first time I went on vacation on my own after I split from my ex. Flirted with a guy in the elevator going up to my hotel room, invited him in.

 

In what way would you approach a woman you see to ask if they wanna just fuck real quick? Seems like it’s not likely.

 

Yes. I mean yes! That is an odd question, I figured everyone has had at least 1 one night stand. Add a few escorts and the number explodes.

 

I did this last Friday. I met a guy and within 10 minutes he had me masturbating for him. 10 minutes after that he was inside me.

 

Met a couple early this morning... had coffee with them... then got naked and sweaty with them...

 

My response, I think, was just how easy it was to do, then OMG, how stupid could I be?

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I suspect that it was the beginning of my career as a slut

 

If you are in the real game, like my own wife was, then the fuck was more common than a handshake.
You sure got to know the person more deeply than with a handshake.

 

A couple of times. One was a girl who walked up while I was sitting and reading at the coffee shop (I used to do that for hours.) After about an hour chatting we made our way to a local hotel for a nice time together.

Sometimes being the introvert with a book pays off. Who knew?