Stranded Sex Story Novels & Stories

Then I walk to the car, slide in and sit down next to Strano, who greets me with a superior smile. We have been driving for a good distance on the highway clearly on our way to the airport when Strano finally breaks the silence. "Let me tell you one last story”. I narrow my eyes and take a big sip from my glass of Single Malt. More anecdotes. Christ. Maybe I should have gone with the ladies just to not have to sit through this.. “One night, a very long time ago, before the pact, when Vincenzo and I had collapsed on top of a stack of cows after an orgy of blood, I saw a light in front of me, and a woman appeared. She was the most wonderful thing I have ever seen”.

she panted. We fucked rough, my hips slapping hers. “You’re mine this weekend,” I said. “All yours,” she agreed, coming undone. Evening came with more drinks—whiskey this time. We sat by the fire, sharing secrets. “Ever done this before?” I asked. “Hook up with a stranger? No,” she admitted. “You?” “First time.” I pulled her into my lap. “But damn, it’s hot.” She kissed me deeply, hands unbuttoning my shirt. “Let’s make it count.”

soft yet passionate. “Mhmm mhmm,” I moaned into the kiss as Tyson's tongue wagged in my mouth. “Ahh!” I heard a scream behind us, and that jerked me away from Tyson as I broke the kiss, and I turned around to see Carolina gaping at us with her mouth wide open. “Carolina..it's not like that,” I tried to explain, but it looked like I already traumatized the girl. “No, don't explain it's my fault. I should have knocked before I entered, maybe I would have saved myself from such a premium X-rated show.” She said, and fled out of the room.

So, here I was, on a Friday night, in a bar filled to the brim with hot men, ready to get fucked. I wasn't looking for love. That bullshit sounded expensive. Therapy was already draining my account. I didn't need to be more broken than I already was. I just needed to pick the right stranger to give me multiple orgasms and then I'd never have to see him again. Perfect, right? I flashed my teeth at the bartender as he pushed a shot glass towards me. He smiled back, like he was more than happy to be here. “First time?” I nodded, downing the liquid. “That obvious?”

"i had no money and nowhere to go. I camped out in this back alley that was connected to a strip club. The women were kind to me and always snuck food and water out to me on their breaks. I ended up crashing on the couch of one of the dancers once winter hit. We eventually had a sexual fling but even then I had no emotion connection to the woman. It was strictly sex. Months went by and I floated from my striper's couch to the next, always having sexual flings with them.

Cock thick as my wrist, so fucking hard it bobbed with every step. "What the...." I shrieked, dildo pushing deeper, widening my pussy. "Meet my boy. If you want to get what you want, you'll suck him off and do as I say." He ordered, yanking on his wet cock. The stranger's schlong was inches from my face. He smelled musty, the tip so wide it would rip my mouth off. But all I could think off was the headlines. My face plastered on every cover that mattered, Nix eating dust.

Rebecca groaned at the sight and pushed her down onto the mattress. Daniel stripped fast—T-shirt gone, sweatpants shoved down. His cock sprang free, heavy and flushed, the head already shiny. Rebecca pulled the shirt over her own head and climbed onto the bed naked. Full breasts, dark nipples, the soft thatch of hair between her thighs already glistening.

He was so lost in his pleasure; he didn’t care that we had a small crowd of onlookers that were probably watching and recording us go at it in the middle of the club. That’s right! I was having sex with a stranger I met on a dating app in the middle of the club, and I wouldn’t lie, I loved every second of it. The acceleration, the chaos, oh, the pure chaos and adrenaline that came with it was what I needed to stop my mind from thinking about him! I wanted him to see me like this, I wanted to him to see me get fucked like this. Maybe then, maybe then...

Well probably two minutes later after a full show of tongues trying to dominate one another. "I think I need to go to the men's room." Gary dropped his linen napkin and ran to the direction of the men's room with his hands covering his front. Not wanting to seem awkward, I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my I*******m, Oh Sasha got engaged... Wasn't she dating Berry? The guy that had a sex tape with another guy... Well my bestie gotta hear about this one. "Some women are just a mile away from hell." My head snapped to behind me. The stranger didn't even bother to look at me, she created a melody and swayed her legs like a child.

And I’m glad the man I once shared a reckless night with, became my forever. My Mr. Stranger. THE END…