My Crazy Wee - Redux

So last summer, out of boredom and horniness, I decided to have a week of anything-goes (pretty much) sex. The idea was anyone, anywhere, anytime I was asked. After an initial misfire I wound up fucking four guys, two of them at the same time, and made $600 as an accidental prostitute.

One of the guys I had, a massage therapist, was so good that I kept going back to him every two or three months. I know I was cheating on my husband but I never denied my husband anything and if anything I was a happier more relaxed person. So benefit for him all around I reasoned.

Well, this summer the boredom and restlessness of suburban motherhood started getting the better of me again. I was on summer break from teaching school and my husband had another out of town assignment, so I decided that maybe I would just go a little crazy again. Last summer I was going to go to a bar to see if I could get picked up by some cute stranger (or pretty much any stranger) when the accidental prostitute thing happened. I decided that I'd try the bar thing again. It was Friday night and the kids were at a sleepover so this was my chance.

Instead of going to a downtown bar that I had to walk several blocks to get to (like last time where I got picked up and taken to a hotel, very risky!) I chose a large, first class hotel out near the airport that hosted lots of meetings and conventions. It also had a couple of bars along with a couple of restaurants. I could park on the premises and if I did get picked up it would probably be by someone staying in the hotel, so I wouldn't have to ride somewhere. Safety first!

I didn't want to get mistaken for a prostitute again (and maybe thrown out) so I needed to wear something that said 'business' rather than 'THE business,' if you know what I mean. A plain skirt with a button-up blouse and blazer that showed off my curves just right seemed like a good choice.

I got dressed, drove to the hotel, and parked in the large back lot. I decided to leave my purse in the car. I tucked a 20 dollar bill in my bra just in case I had to pay for my own drink. It was about 10 o'clock when I walked in.

The first bar I looked in was crowded and rowdy; lots of people partying and dancing to a live band. Looking at the females there made me think that I might be at a disadvantage so I wandered over to the other bar. This one was a bit quieter and didn't have a live band. There were quite a few people in there but they seemed more intent on conversation than partying. The clientele was definitely more traveling businessperson than local partier.

I found a seat at the bar and ordered a drink. I looked at the clock and thought, "30 minutes and I'm out of here." It only took ten.

A middle-aged man in a suit with no tie sat down on the stool next to me and smiled. "Hi, I'm Roger," he said.

"Hi, I'm Lisa," I said smiling back.

"Drinking alone or are you waiting for someone?" he asked.

"Oh, I'm just killing time."

"Would you like to join me and Craig at our table?"

I looked over where another average looking businessman sat. "Sure," I shrugged.

We spent almost an hour chatting while they continued to buy me drinks. Roger and Craig were indeed traveling businessmen who had just completed their meetings and were flying out the next day. I told them a similar lie. They began to steer the conversation to more sexual topics and finally Roger said, "Let's take this up to our room and raid the minibar."

"Let's do it," I said. I'm not much of a drinker so I didn't realize how the booze was affecting me. I also didn't realize how much I had had to drink until I tried to stand up. I giggled a bit as Roger and Craig steadied me on the walk to the elevator. Once in their room they gave me another drink and I watched as they started to get out of their business clothes. When they were down to their shorts they came over to me and started helping me as I fumbled my way out of my clothes. When I was naked they laid me down on the bed and got to work.

One of them had his mouth attached to my tits and the other had his mouth working on my pussy. With all of the drink and the warmth of the room I was really floating, loving the feelings they were giving me. One of them eventually started fucking me as the other slid his dick into my willing mouth. This went on for some time until they switched, and then switched again. I lost track of which one I was sucking and which one I was fucking.

After quite some time (I'm not sure how long) and quite a few different positions they had both cum in my pussy a couple of times, I think. We took a break, had another drink, and then went at it again. This is where it starts to get fuzzy.

I remember laughing while I walked down the hall naked. I also remember more fucking and sucking, and more drinking, I think. That's all I can remember of the night.

I woke up laying in bed naked between two naked guys. The guys weren't Roger and Craig. I didn't recognize them at all. My pubic hair, pussy, and thighs were crusty with dried cum; a lot of it. There was also some on my neck and chest.

I slipped out of bed and used a wash cloth to clean up some of the dried cum. Then I went out into the room to get dressed.

No clothes.

None of my clothes were in the room. I remembered walking down the hall naked and had no idea what room my clothes were in, or what room I was in now. I was glad now that I had thought to leave my purse in the car.

Had Roger and Craig traded me off to some of their friends? Did Roger and Craig even know these guys? Did I find them myself? You do crazy things when you're drunk and I was VERY drunk last night.

Sunlight was coming in through the windows and it was time for me to go home. But I couldn't exactly walk through the hotel lobby naked. One of the guys sleeping on the bed was a larger man so I grabbed his shirt and buttoned it around me. It just barely covered my butt and pussy but at least I wasn't showing. The other guy was a smaller man so I took his belt and put it around my waist hoping to make it look a little more like an outfit rather than what it really was.

I also took 120 dollars out of their wallets. I didn't feel bad about that. I needed to replace my clothes and besides, they evidently got plenty of service from me.

After I slipped out of the room I decided to forgo the elevator that opened on the lobby and instead take the stairs. After descending from the fourth floor I came out near an exit and quickly left the building. Apparently there was something going on at the hotel because the large lot was full and busy.

Between the light wind, the short shirt, and my moving legs I managed to display my ass and pussy off and on to whoever might be looking my way. And there were plenty of people out and about. I made my way to my car and was bending over to get my hide-a-key from under the fender; my ass and pussy were fully exposed when I heard a man's voice say, "Very nice!"

I stood up quickly and turned around. A youngish man was looking at me and said, "Anything I can help you with?"

I was embarrassed although after the night I just had I'm not sure why. Anyway, I said, "No thanks."

He gave me a disappointed smile and started walking away. I thought to myself, 'oh well, why not? Anyone, anywhere, anytime.' I called after him, "Maybe there is something you can help me with."

He turned with a big grin on his face and started walking back towards me. The cars were parked pretty close together but I managed to get my back door open and lay down on the back seat. This had the effect of fully exposing me from the waist down. The guy chuckled and dived nose first into my crotch and started licking. If he noticed any lingering cum in/on me it didn't seem to bother him. He also unbuttoned my top buttons so he could massage my tits.

In spite of the considerable workout my pussy had gotten over the last 12 hours (by four strangers, maybe more?) his attention was starting to feel pretty good. Being naked in a busy parking lot in the middle of the morning getting my pussy eaten by a total stranger really added to the thrill. When he moved his mouth up to my tits his dick was already out. He had no trouble sliding it into my well-used and still-open pussy. He pumped hard and came quick filling me with yet another load of cum.

After a quick look around he pulled out and zipped up. Then he smiled and threw a 100 dollar bill in my lap. What was it about me that made people think I was a prostitute? Okay, maybe I was acting like it, but still...

I got myself together and drove home. The next challenge was going to be getting from my car to my house. I live in a typical suburban neighborhood. It was mid-day on a busy summer Saturday and people were out everywhere. I couldn't let them see me dressed the way I was.

I parked as far up the driveway and as close to the house as I could. When I thought no one was looking I slipped out of the car and through the back gate into my backyard. My backyard is pretty private except for some holes in my fence that my neighbor sometimes looks through (he doesn't think I see him).

In the house I took off the shirt and belt and put them in the bottom of a trash bag. Then I collected all of the trash in the house and put it in the bag on top. I closed the bag and took it out and put it in the trash bin in the backyard. I had to get rid of all of the evidence so my husband wouldn't know what I had done. I really didn't want anything to mess up our marriage or our family, but sometimes a girl just has to get some relief from boredom, put some spark in her life; know what I mean?

I wondered if my neighbor was looking through the fence at me walking around the backyard naked. I didn't bother to check.

Back in the house I finally had a chance to take a shower and get ready for the kids to come home. I had time for a short nap and took it.

So, on this adventure I had fucked five strangers (maybe more?), only two of which I even knew their names. That itch was scratched once again. After last summer and this little adventure I had slutty memories enough to last a lifetime. I won't need to do that again.

Probably.