I hated heading out of town on business trips. Sure, I loved to travel, but going on these trips never afforded me the time to see the cities I was in. I had been to London, Paris and Sydney but I had rarely seen anything other than my hotel room, the inside of a cab and various conference rooms.
This week I was in New York for a conference and was eager to be heading back home. Friday morning after showering and packing, I called the airline to make sure my flight was leaving on time.
I was scheduled to take off at 3p.m. and head back to Chicago, but I was advised otherwise. I turned on CNN and discovered there was a major snowstorm pounding the mid-west and OâHare was closed. Here I was stuck in New York with nothing to do and no way of getting home.
I inquired with the airline as to when they thought the first flight would be leaving to head home. The agent on the phone advised me that no flights would be leaving to Chicago until sometime tomorrow, so now I was stuck here overnight.
I phoned down to the front desk of my hotel and made sure I was able to keep my room for another night. After everything was straightened out, I decided it was finally time to see some of New York City, plus I needed some clothes. I only had brought enough to last until today, so I had nothing clean for tomorrow.
I headed to Midtown and did some shopping. I got myself a new outfit to travel home in, some intimates at Victoriaâs Secret and then decided to pick up a nice dress and go out on the town tonight. I had never experienced New York nightlife, and I figured this may be the only chance I will get to do so.
I headed back to my hotel room to shower and change. I ordered some room service for dinner and thought I would hit a bar or two before coming back here to spend the night and try and get a flight out tomorrow.
I headed out at around 9:00pm and thought I would get a start on the evening by hitting the bar in the hotel lobby and asking around as to what other bars were nearby. I had put my long dark hair up in a ponytail and had worn the new dress I had bought that day. It was a beautiful red dress, with a low cut front that really showed off my nice 36C breasts. I was looking pretty great and planned on having a great night.
When I finally got down to the hotel bar, it was pretty empty. I grabbed a good seat right at the bar so that I could chat with the bartender and see what good bars there were in the neighborhood. When the bartender finally came to serve me, I noticed he was very good looking. His nametag said his name was Colin.
He had short brown hair that was styled kind of spiky and I figured he was probably my age or a bit younger. He took my order and quickly brought me the apple martini I had requested. He was a pretty nice guy, we talked a bit about my predicament and I asked if he knew any bars in the area that he could recommend.
âI actually get off work at 10:00pm and I am heading with one of the other bartenders to a nearby club. Care to join us?â he asked. He had gorgeous blue eyes and a great build. Even though my brain told me not to go with them, my body told me otherwise. I agreed to go with them and continued to drink and chat with him while he worked.
Sure enough, just like Colin had said, at 10:00pm his friend Jack showed up. Jack was about 6 feet tall, with short blond hair and worked the day shift at the bar.
âJack, this is Holly. Sheâs going to go out with us tonight,â explained Colin before he headed to the staff room and changed his clothes. 5 minutes later, Colin had gotten himself ready and the three of us hailed a cab to a local bar.
When we got to the bar, Jack was on the guest list, so we were able to get in right away. He wandered off to chat with some other friends while Colin and I drank and chatted in a small dimly lit booth in the corner. The music was pretty loud, but Colin and I were able to have some conversation.
I had told him briefly of my life in Chicago. How I worked for a major insurance company and was constantly traveling and seemed to never find time for a relationship. He told me about his last relationship and how they split because she wasnât very interested in him sexually.
âI donât see how that could be possible, youâre a pretty hot guyâ I responded. I wasnât out looking to get laid, I was just out looking for a good time and I was about to apologize for my comment when Colin leaned in and kissed me passionately on the lips.
His hand reached behind my head and he pulled me closer to him, thrusting his tongue deep inside my waiting mouth. I thought about pushing him away but he was such a good kisser I couldnât help myself.
âWhy donât we go have a dance?â said Colin as he pulled away from our kiss and reached for my hand. I thought it was a good idea and stood up with him and headed out to dance. âDirtyâ by Christina Aguilera was playing as Colin and I danced close together, grinding our hips and he was constantly grabbing my ass.
Then I sensed someone standing behind me and I felt another hand on my ass. I turned to see Jack behind me, dancing with Colin and I. I was sandwiched between them, as they pressed against me hard and groped all over my body. I could feel their erections push into my body and the friction was causing my panties to get soaked. Jack placed his knee between my legs, spreading them wide and then ran his finger along the outside of my panty-covered pussy lips.
âColin, I think Holly wants to get out of here,â said Jack, as it was very obvious to him that my panties were drenched in excitement. Colin grabbed my hand and led me out the front door, with Jack following closely behind us. We hailed a cab and told the cabbie to take us back to the hotel.
As soon as we were all in the cab, Jack and Colin had their hands all over my legs and breasts. I was very horny, but having a threesome with these 2 hot guys was not something I ever thought I would do. In fact, if it werenât for the alcohol, I probably wouldnât do it at all. When we finally stumbled up to my room and unlocked the door, Jack was eager to have his way with me. He had already taken off his shirt and pants before Colin had even closed the door.
âIâm not sure this is something I want to do,â I said I as tossed my purse on the desk. I was about to say that we should probably call it an evening, when Colin leaned over and kissed me again. He was honestly the best kisser I had ever had. All of a sudden, Jack was on the floor, pulling down my panties and Colin was pulling my dress over my head.
As Jack stood up, the boys pulled me closer to the bed and Colin and I fell onto the bed with him continuing to kiss me. Jack was on the end of the bed and grabbed my ankles, pulling my legs apart so that he could have better access to my wet pussy.
As Colin unclasped my bra and pulled it away from my luscious breasts, Jack reach up and started to fondle my pussy with his fingers.
He ran one finger up the inside of my lips, looking for my stiff clit. Colin leaned down and started to suck my hard nipples and I let out a little gasp.
âOh fuck yeah,â I moaned as each man worked to please me. Colin stood up from the bed and got completely undressed, then repositioned himself above me. He was on his knees in front of me, with his erect cock right in front of my face. I leaned forward and eagerly took his dick into my mouth.
I wrapped my tongue around his thick cock and did my best to get his 8 inches as far down my throat as possible. He then thrust his hips towards my face and was soon fucking my mouth with his hard prick. Colin then reached down and began to pinch my nipples, as I continued to suck his cock as hard as I could.
I then felt my legs being spread wide open by Jackâs hands. He had been kissing and licking my pussy while Colin fucked my face, and now he was eager to give my cunt a good fucking.
âHere hold these,â said Jack, as he motioned for Colin to reach down and hold my ankles. I knew Jack was planning to give me the hardest fuck of my life and I was dying to be ravaged.
They pulled me to the end of the bed, so Jack would be able to stand while he pounded my soaking wet cunt. Colin pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood up on the bed to hold my legs open for Jack.
âAre you ready for some serious fucking Hollyâ asked Jack. I nodded my head in agreement, but that didnât seem to suffice for Jack. âHolly, I asked you a question.â
âYes, I am ready to be fuckedâ I replied. Jack wasnât very happy at this and slapped my face callously. He wanted some dirty talk from me, and that was now very obvious. So I gave him what he wanted, âFuck my wet pussy and treat me like your dirty whoreâ I screamed.