sancho
05-24-2004, 02:19 AM
I never know what to expect whenever I visit a favorite hotel bar on the US/Mexico border. The bar is inside an upscale hotel which is mainly frequented by businessmen during the week and groups of married women looking to do some shopping in Mexico and have a little fun on weekends.
On this particular Thursday night I greeted the bartender who handed me a Sol and promptly introduced me to a female patron/friend named Lucy who was sitting close by. Lucy was attractive, pleasant, and very well dressed but a little heavier than I prefer. Apparently she, a business associate, and the bartender were headed over to Mexico after the hotel bar shut down. Lucy invited me to tag along but I politely declined. At that moment a beautiful woman in what I guessed were her late 30's walked in. Immediately all conversations were stopped and the attentions of the various businessmen in the establishment were averted to her. I quickly guessed that this was Lucy's "business associate" as women at the bar on a weeknight are something of a rarity.
I'm not sure what the reason is but I can usually tell when I'm going to end up sleeping with a woman even before I meet her. You can be sure there was much more than a spark when we made eye contact. However, upon meeting Sherry, we didn't hit it off that well and I think she was a little put off with me. Regardless of that fact I couldn't help glancing over at her and admiring her striking good looks. She had long brown hair, a beautiful face that resembles that of Susan Sarandon and another actress whose name I can't recall, an ample chest which even her loose sweater could not conceal, and the rest of her body seemed to correspond to her superior genetics.
After a couple of beers I said my goodbyes and told my new friends that I was headed over to a little bar over in Mexico. The bartender and the ladies said they'd probably meet up with me later.
I was sitting in the quaint Mexican bar for about an hour when the three walked in obviously showing the relaxing effects of an afternoon drinking. They joined me at my table and I proceeded to order round after round of drinks with shots of tequila mixed in every once in a while. I mainly talked to Lucy while Sherry and the bartender made small talk. A couple rounds later Sherry and I ended up alone while the other two went to the restrooms.
I'm not sure how the conversation got started but she asked something to the effect of "what is a very attractive young man like you doing out alone on a Thursday night?" She was obviously loosened up by the alcohol and the tension between us from earlier was broken. As with any other man the first thing I do when I see an attractive woman is check for a ring. Women who look like Sherry are born with boyfriends and she was no exception. She was sporting a rock that suited her pedigree.
She commented on how a younger man like me could never be interested in an "older" woman like her. Again, the alcohol was talking and it was obvious she was starving for attention. I mentioned earlier how I always look for a ring on a woman's finger. What I didn't mention is that I've never cared much if there was one or not. Recently though, as I've matured, I've decided to stay away from married women. I'd slept w/ many married women in the past and even caused the divorce of one particular woman I really cared for (that will mabye be another story). Anyway, I demurely shrugged off her advances and told her that although I had dabbled in "home wrecking" before those days were over for me. She took it well and our conversation shifted to something else. We were rapt in amazing conversation and were really enjoying each other's company before falling into a long silence.
After a long period of staring at our drinks she looked up at me and had a tear running down her face. All of the sudden she broke down and told me how her husband didn't give her any affection. He also verbally abused her and beat her often. At that point that little switch inside of me flipped and my heart opend up to her. I'm a complete sucker for women in distress. I told her that she needed to leave this man and that I'd be there as a friend every step of the way. Then she told me how she didn't feel like a woman anymore and that her husband hadn't touched her in months. It was at this point that another switched flipped inside of me. I told her that she'd better get ready because she was in trouble and I was going to touch her in ways no other man ever had. At that point she smiled shyly and we kissed for the first time. I could tell it was akward for her since she'd been faithful to the jerk for years and years. Regardless, I could tell she was feeling much more confident and comfortable now as she held my hand.
We ended up bar hopping a bit and had a pretty good time. As we got to know each other better and our blood alcohol level rose we spent less time talking. At around 4am we decided to head home and she and Lucy invited me over to their suite for a nightcap. Lucy was drunk and horny and started up one of those $18 pornos in her room while Sherry and I got comfortable on the couch. Things were getting pretty heated and both of us were really drunk. I can't help but remember how deeply she breathed every time I touched her. I could tell she was apprehensive about cheating on her husband of 10 years even though he was a piece of shit. We got into some pretty heavy grinding and I finally got her to take her sweater off. After about 15 minutes of dry fucking this woman had me so hot that I was rock hard when any other mere mortal would be suffering through an acute bout of whiskey dick. I was so blue balled I ripped off my shirt and pants and was down to my boxers. Sherry was all over me yet kept on saying, "I can't do this, it's wrong. I'm a married woman." Still, her body urged me on even though her mind was fighting it every way. I started rubbing my hand between her legs and the moisture was astounding even through her underwear and pants. We'd get almost to the point of fucking and she'd stop, I guess filled with guilt. After repeating this cycle about 5 times I finally gave up and looked around for my clothing. She pulled me back to kiss some more and I grabbed her hand and led it down to my dick. At this point she just exclaimed "Oh My Gosh!" and started ripping off her clothing. Now it was her switch that had flipped and I was dealing with a completely different woman. I've never seen a woman get undressed so quickly, especially considering she constantly had one hand on my dick in utter fascination. All she could say was "I want you in me." There was no way I was going to argue with that.
She had beautiful pale skin and some absolutely amazing breasts capped with perfect nipples. Not expecting to be with a man anytime soon she was a little unkept down under but I was not complaining at all. This woman had the looked of a crazed person and I could tell I was in for a long night. She guided me inside her accompanied by that amazing warm, tight, foreign feeling I experience the first time I enter a new woman. I'm pretty thick so I took it slow as she gasped at the unfamiliar feeling of a man being inside of her. I love the look a woman makes when that happens, her eyes opened wide at the pleasure and pain.
After she adjusted I started stroking her picking up the pace gradually. This woman had NO problem with lubrication. Her pussy was so hot and wet and tighter than I'd felt on any teenage girl. I'm usually pretty considerate so I made sure to try and make her come. I'm not sure if it was the alcohol or what but it took her a good hour to get to that point while I was doing everything I could not to shoot a massive load inside of her. But the best things come to those who wait. The couch wasn't very comfortable and we struggled to find a good position for her. Finally what worked was me on top and her heels up by her head. I started t pound her mercilessly and she was loving every minute of it. When she finally did come she came with a ferocity that I haven't seen in a while. She screamed outloud, not caring if her friend in the next room heard. She squeezed me so hard that I had bruises the next day from where she grabbed my shoulders.
What I didn't know is that Sherry is ridiculously multiply orgasmic. She must have come for about 20 minutes straight and she later said she had more than 40 orgasms. I was in complete shock, wonder, and awe. There is no substitute for a mature woman in tune with her body. By this time it was probably 7 in the morning and I was absolutely beat. I'm incredibly fit and work out a couple hours every day so most women take advantage of the fact that I can go for hours at a time and do most of the work.
We sat back each at the far end of the couch and cooled off. That was some of the best sex I'd had in a while and she was on cloud nine. I still needed to come though so I straddled her and started jacking off just abover her tits and in front of her face. For some reason I absolutely love doing this (well, I know the reason but that's yet another story). She told me to come all over her tits and that's exactly what I intended to do. After 4 hours of blue balls she was in for a big surprise. When I come, i CUM!!!! As it got closer she started helping me out and rubbing by balls. I got to that point and just let go. I shot probably 6 or 7 full streams onto her breasts, neck, as well as a coule unintended shots to her face an hair. I know she'd never seen so much cum in her life. I was absolutely spent and just collapsed on her. My night/day wasn't even close to over. As long as I don't drink I have almost no recovery period after I come. I'm rock hard within about a minute. By this time she was ready to go and we kept at it for the rest of the day.
Sherry went home later that day but promised to be back soon. We had phone sex the next day and she turned into the most uninhibited woman I've met in a long time. Three days later she left her husband (to my absolute amazement---it took the last married woman 2 weeks to leave her husband for me----without me even asking or suggesting it). She came into town every couple of days and spent weekends here as well participating in some ridiculous sexual marathons. Again, those are other and much better stories for some other time.
On this particular Thursday night I greeted the bartender who handed me a Sol and promptly introduced me to a female patron/friend named Lucy who was sitting close by. Lucy was attractive, pleasant, and very well dressed but a little heavier than I prefer. Apparently she, a business associate, and the bartender were headed over to Mexico after the hotel bar shut down. Lucy invited me to tag along but I politely declined. At that moment a beautiful woman in what I guessed were her late 30's walked in. Immediately all conversations were stopped and the attentions of the various businessmen in the establishment were averted to her. I quickly guessed that this was Lucy's "business associate" as women at the bar on a weeknight are something of a rarity.
I'm not sure what the reason is but I can usually tell when I'm going to end up sleeping with a woman even before I meet her. You can be sure there was much more than a spark when we made eye contact. However, upon meeting Sherry, we didn't hit it off that well and I think she was a little put off with me. Regardless of that fact I couldn't help glancing over at her and admiring her striking good looks. She had long brown hair, a beautiful face that resembles that of Susan Sarandon and another actress whose name I can't recall, an ample chest which even her loose sweater could not conceal, and the rest of her body seemed to correspond to her superior genetics.
After a couple of beers I said my goodbyes and told my new friends that I was headed over to a little bar over in Mexico. The bartender and the ladies said they'd probably meet up with me later.
I was sitting in the quaint Mexican bar for about an hour when the three walked in obviously showing the relaxing effects of an afternoon drinking. They joined me at my table and I proceeded to order round after round of drinks with shots of tequila mixed in every once in a while. I mainly talked to Lucy while Sherry and the bartender made small talk. A couple rounds later Sherry and I ended up alone while the other two went to the restrooms.
I'm not sure how the conversation got started but she asked something to the effect of "what is a very attractive young man like you doing out alone on a Thursday night?" She was obviously loosened up by the alcohol and the tension between us from earlier was broken. As with any other man the first thing I do when I see an attractive woman is check for a ring. Women who look like Sherry are born with boyfriends and she was no exception. She was sporting a rock that suited her pedigree.
She commented on how a younger man like me could never be interested in an "older" woman like her. Again, the alcohol was talking and it was obvious she was starving for attention. I mentioned earlier how I always look for a ring on a woman's finger. What I didn't mention is that I've never cared much if there was one or not. Recently though, as I've matured, I've decided to stay away from married women. I'd slept w/ many married women in the past and even caused the divorce of one particular woman I really cared for (that will mabye be another story). Anyway, I demurely shrugged off her advances and told her that although I had dabbled in "home wrecking" before those days were over for me. She took it well and our conversation shifted to something else. We were rapt in amazing conversation and were really enjoying each other's company before falling into a long silence.
After a long period of staring at our drinks she looked up at me and had a tear running down her face. All of the sudden she broke down and told me how her husband didn't give her any affection. He also verbally abused her and beat her often. At that point that little switch inside of me flipped and my heart opend up to her. I'm a complete sucker for women in distress. I told her that she needed to leave this man and that I'd be there as a friend every step of the way. Then she told me how she didn't feel like a woman anymore and that her husband hadn't touched her in months. It was at this point that another switched flipped inside of me. I told her that she'd better get ready because she was in trouble and I was going to touch her in ways no other man ever had. At that point she smiled shyly and we kissed for the first time. I could tell it was akward for her since she'd been faithful to the jerk for years and years. Regardless, I could tell she was feeling much more confident and comfortable now as she held my hand.
We ended up bar hopping a bit and had a pretty good time. As we got to know each other better and our blood alcohol level rose we spent less time talking. At around 4am we decided to head home and she and Lucy invited me over to their suite for a nightcap. Lucy was drunk and horny and started up one of those $18 pornos in her room while Sherry and I got comfortable on the couch. Things were getting pretty heated and both of us were really drunk. I can't help but remember how deeply she breathed every time I touched her. I could tell she was apprehensive about cheating on her husband of 10 years even though he was a piece of shit. We got into some pretty heavy grinding and I finally got her to take her sweater off. After about 15 minutes of dry fucking this woman had me so hot that I was rock hard when any other mere mortal would be suffering through an acute bout of whiskey dick. I was so blue balled I ripped off my shirt and pants and was down to my boxers. Sherry was all over me yet kept on saying, "I can't do this, it's wrong. I'm a married woman." Still, her body urged me on even though her mind was fighting it every way. I started rubbing my hand between her legs and the moisture was astounding even through her underwear and pants. We'd get almost to the point of fucking and she'd stop, I guess filled with guilt. After repeating this cycle about 5 times I finally gave up and looked around for my clothing. She pulled me back to kiss some more and I grabbed her hand and led it down to my dick. At this point she just exclaimed "Oh My Gosh!" and started ripping off her clothing. Now it was her switch that had flipped and I was dealing with a completely different woman. I've never seen a woman get undressed so quickly, especially considering she constantly had one hand on my dick in utter fascination. All she could say was "I want you in me." There was no way I was going to argue with that.
She had beautiful pale skin and some absolutely amazing breasts capped with perfect nipples. Not expecting to be with a man anytime soon she was a little unkept down under but I was not complaining at all. This woman had the looked of a crazed person and I could tell I was in for a long night. She guided me inside her accompanied by that amazing warm, tight, foreign feeling I experience the first time I enter a new woman. I'm pretty thick so I took it slow as she gasped at the unfamiliar feeling of a man being inside of her. I love the look a woman makes when that happens, her eyes opened wide at the pleasure and pain.
After she adjusted I started stroking her picking up the pace gradually. This woman had NO problem with lubrication. Her pussy was so hot and wet and tighter than I'd felt on any teenage girl. I'm usually pretty considerate so I made sure to try and make her come. I'm not sure if it was the alcohol or what but it took her a good hour to get to that point while I was doing everything I could not to shoot a massive load inside of her. But the best things come to those who wait. The couch wasn't very comfortable and we struggled to find a good position for her. Finally what worked was me on top and her heels up by her head. I started t pound her mercilessly and she was loving every minute of it. When she finally did come she came with a ferocity that I haven't seen in a while. She screamed outloud, not caring if her friend in the next room heard. She squeezed me so hard that I had bruises the next day from where she grabbed my shoulders.
What I didn't know is that Sherry is ridiculously multiply orgasmic. She must have come for about 20 minutes straight and she later said she had more than 40 orgasms. I was in complete shock, wonder, and awe. There is no substitute for a mature woman in tune with her body. By this time it was probably 7 in the morning and I was absolutely beat. I'm incredibly fit and work out a couple hours every day so most women take advantage of the fact that I can go for hours at a time and do most of the work.
We sat back each at the far end of the couch and cooled off. That was some of the best sex I'd had in a while and she was on cloud nine. I still needed to come though so I straddled her and started jacking off just abover her tits and in front of her face. For some reason I absolutely love doing this (well, I know the reason but that's yet another story). She told me to come all over her tits and that's exactly what I intended to do. After 4 hours of blue balls she was in for a big surprise. When I come, i CUM!!!! As it got closer she started helping me out and rubbing by balls. I got to that point and just let go. I shot probably 6 or 7 full streams onto her breasts, neck, as well as a coule unintended shots to her face an hair. I know she'd never seen so much cum in her life. I was absolutely spent and just collapsed on her. My night/day wasn't even close to over. As long as I don't drink I have almost no recovery period after I come. I'm rock hard within about a minute. By this time she was ready to go and we kept at it for the rest of the day.
Sherry went home later that day but promised to be back soon. We had phone sex the next day and she turned into the most uninhibited woman I've met in a long time. Three days later she left her husband (to my absolute amazement---it took the last married woman 2 weeks to leave her husband for me----without me even asking or suggesting it). She came into town every couple of days and spent weekends here as well participating in some ridiculous sexual marathons. Again, those are other and much better stories for some other time.