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Two one night stands May 9, 2011

Posted by Leah in Fucking, Masturbation, Random hookups.
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Friday, friends and I went barhopping in Covent Garden. I ended the night in the apartment of a mid-twenties South American guy who studies at the London School of Economics.

We didn’t make it to his bedroom before getting started. He reached into my short puffy skirt while we made out. His fingers stroked the lips of my cunt through the underwear. He was naked first, and he had me straddle his lap. It took him several tries to release the clasp on my bra, but once he did, he fed on my breasts. I rode his erection through sheer black bikini panties.

He was reluctant to wear a condom, but I insisted. We fucked in several positions. I laid on my back, knees in the air, shins horizontal. The impact of the thighs and cock transferred his momentum to me and made my body inch upward. The leather of the sofa stuck to my skin. Knees on either side of his hips, I leapfrogged on top of his erection. My fingers played at the clit with my muscles taut about the shaft within. I knelt clutching the high sofa back as he pummeled me from behind. First he held me by the thighs to open me up, then he held me by the breasts to bring me back. Both of us came this way.

Luis didn’t like to be sucked and wasn’t one for eating pussy either. In the bedroom, it was more of the same: competent fucking and nothing else.

— 2 —

After orchestra rehearsal, I went to a party that one of the violinists was having. I hit it off with a friend of the host and departed the festivities around midnight.

We took the bus back to my apartment and secreted ourselves in the bedroom. My roommate fucked her fiancé in the next room. We heard them. They heard us. The bed banged rhythmically against the wall.

Between our two rounds of fucking, I masturbated myself with an empty beer bottle. I wet the rim and pressed it against the lips of my pussy. The neck of the bottle dropped in almost at once. I held the thick cylinder below the neck and spun the bottle within myself. (I have often remarked what a pity it is that the human penis doesn’t rotate.)

Tony sunk to his knees on one side of the bed and watched me up close. His fingers touched over the clitoris and the lips where they flared around the glass.

Using both hands to clutch the bottom of the bottle, I wielded the vessel like a dildo and fucked myself with it hard. I harbor the private suspicion that beer bottles are designed with alternate usage in mind. They are resilient objects.

Unfortunately, Leffe Brune was my lone orgasm of the night.

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1. Two one night stands (via Leah Lays London) « Plaisirs coquins - May 9, 2011

[…] Du sexe un peu plus doux, cette fois, de la part de Leah. — 1 — Friday, friends and I went barhopping in Covent Garden. I ended the night in the apartment of a mid-20s South American guy who studies at the London School of Economics. We didn't make it to his bedroom before getting started. He reached into my short puffy skirt while we made out. His fingers stroked the lips of my cunt through the underwear. He was naked first, and he had me straddle his lap. It took him several tries to release the clasp … Read More […]

2. Marie - May 9, 2011

One of my steamiest sex moments was during the course of a drunken escapade with my lover at the time and a beer bottle; his roommate was out of the apartment and insisted that we leave the bedroom. At one point we ended up in the kitchen – I was bent over the table and after being unable to get the angle he wanted he decided to substituted the beer bottle for himself. I came so hard.

Leah - May 9, 2011

You have had a number of wonderful experiences. Thanks for sharing!

3. lludie - May 9, 2011

J’ai remarqué que les gars qui n’aiment pas te sucer ne sont pas très bons non plus pour te donner vraiment du bon plaisir.
Mais la bouteille, je n’ai pas encore essayé. C’est pas un peu froid?

Leah - May 9, 2011

J’aime le sexe oral — donner et recevoir. Il est dommage que les autres ne sont pas d’accord.

La bouteille a été fini et pas particulièrement froid.

4. jnakabb - May 9, 2011

Sounds like an adequate time, without encores. I hope your roommate was more successful in her pursuits.

You’ve certainly made one of my favourite Belgian beers even more appealing, and I especially like the environmentally friendly reuse before recycling.

Thank you for sharing your experiences, once (twice) again.

Leah - May 9, 2011

Adequate is exactly the word.

5. Newryder - May 9, 2011

Leah – nice work. I loved the clipped, short form. Right to the point. Very candid.
Thank you.
-Ryder

6. elsiewrites - May 10, 2011

I’m glad you insisted on a condom. Much like a bike helmet, in the kind of situation you describe, such a thing is a necessary inconvenience in exchange for getting to play the game. The human penis -should- rotate. I call it a design flaw that it does not.

7. Leah - May 10, 2011

Thanks, Fleshbot!

8. deliciouslydeviant - May 10, 2011

Obviously you’ve been having an interesting and busy time! I do remember a girlfriend, a long time ago, mentioning that she tried to use a beer bottle and found it a problem because pumping in and out can create strong suction… evidently not something you encountered!

9. redains - May 11, 2011

I’m impressed by your French. Could one say that Leah has Pleasured Paris? How many other languages do you speak?

Leah - May 12, 2011

I took French in high school and college and spent a semester in Paris as an undergraduate. I am nowhere close to being fluent. I was less promiscuous in Paris than I am now in London. But there were adventures. I don’t speak other languages.

10. redains - May 12, 2011

After all these years, I finally understand those Lone Star long-neck beer bottles. Brilliant.


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