We’d chatted on a different site - I hadn’t seen his face, nor did I know his name but it didn’t matter. I wanted him. I organised a hotel - plans were made. I was there, ready, waiting. Nervous as hell but had a drink to calm me down. He messaged me, “soon my hands and lips will be on you”. A knock at the door….a deep breath….I opened it to him. My god. Tall, blonde, blue eyes, beard, tanned, hot body. He pulled me into him and kissed me hard. He walked me backwards towards the bed. Stopped kissing me to look me up and down, grabbed my arse and squeezed it, grinned down at me. He seemed happy with what he’d got too. I wanted to get him on the bed but he continued to kiss me as we stood, hands running over my body, under my dress. He slid his fingers down and into my knickers, groaning at how wet he found me. I was so excited, he barely had to touch me to have me soaking the carpet. The next hour was a blur of fucking, fingering, sucking, sweating and cumming. I used my toys on him, I watched him stroke his cock, I swallowed his cum. He showered and left, I dressed and made plans to meet my second date for the evening. A new friend who coincidentally was in town.…and who just happened to be encouraging of my slutty behaviour and liked to hear all about it. We met for a drink and a bite to eat. We chatted, he asked about my encounter. I felt shy, coy to tell him the details but he gradually got them out of me. He talked about me boosting my numbers..…how many men could I do in a day…..as long as he always got to go last. We headed back to the hotel…I was feeling fairly relaxed. We’d already played but not properly. I was looking forward to him. He casually undressed and lay back on the bed, we chatted. He told me to take my bra off under my dress, preferred the look of it. We kissed for a while, then he unzipped me. He knelt between my legs and played with me until I soaked him. Then he made me move a little bit on the bed, then again, and again…I figured out he was trying to soak the entire bed with my juices. Once the bed was suitably wet he fucked me on it….he was so good, a gorgeous thick hard cock….felt insanely good. I sat on him and that position made me gush…he wanted it in his mouth…I leaned back with his cock inside my and held my wand to my clit. I came hard all over him. He pushed me back on the bed. Straddled my chest….held his cock in his hand. Asked me if I wanted it. I pretended I didn’t know what he meant but I did. “Only dirty sluts get my cum”…..yes please I thought. He stroked his cock in front of me, I watched him, hypnotised by him. I opened my mouth….took what he was offering….swallowed it down. He drew back, gave me more over my chest, rubbed it around my neck and hair, marking me. Making me crave him. I slept so well that tonight…spent the next day deliciously achy all over….reminding me of what I’d been up to. Delicious men.