If You’re Not Looking, Pickup Play Could Fall Into Your Lap!

I’m not normally the type for pickup play, but I went away on a weekend getaway recently.

 

My intention wasn’t pickup play. I don’t mind going away alone if friends aren’t available to go with me, or if I’m between boyfriends. I wanted a few days to relax and have some fun and sightsee. Plus, I live around ninety minutes from a very popular tourist area. You’d think living so close to such a spot I’d go more frequently. That, however, has not been the case. I stayed in a nice hotel and I noticed the man in the room across the hall was alone as well. In the morning, I saw him at breakfast and he was alone, and he was always by himself when going to his room. I smiled at him and he smiled back one morning when we were each having breakfast.

It was in the hotel dining room and he came over and introduced himself. He said he was there for a few days on business. We chatted and then he left for a meeting. I went to see some of the tourist attractions I’d heard about for years but never bothered to see. I had fun. It’s nice to do something different and get away from your regular routine, like pickup play. Even if it is only ninety minutes away from home. That night I was having dinner alone and he saw me and came over. He asked if he could join me and we had some drinks. Then he asked if he could escort me to my room when we were finished and I said yes.

He then went to his door across the hall and turned to me for pickup play.

I thought he was just going to say goodnight, but he had something else in mind. He said it was his last night there. He lived across the country and knew we likely never see one another again. Then he asked if I’d spend the night with him. I was a bit surprised, but not put off by the invitation for pickup play. I thought for just a moment, but I wanted to. It was as simple as that. I said yes. I opened my door to let him in and once the door was closed, he began to kiss me. He stripped off my clothes and was a passionate man in the way he touched and kissed me. I hadn’t been with such a skilled lover as he seemed to be in quite a while.

I decided to just relax and enjoy it. He said he loved to pleasure a woman. That I didn’t have to do a thing back in return if I didn’t want to. I was even more surprised at that. You don’t expect a man to say that during pickup play! He laid me on the bed naked on my stomach and proceeded to give me such a wonderful massage. I couldn’t believe it. I was so relaxed, I was absolute putty in his hands. Every inch of me was tingling after the massage he’d given me. He flipped me over and began to kiss every inch of me. When he made his way to my pussy, I was dripping wet. So far, not one finger had been laid on my pussy.

His tongue caressed my innermost folds.

He flicked his tongue expertly all over my clit until I gripped the sheets and writhed with ecstasy. Then he sucked on my nipples, making them stand like stiff peaks on my chest. He asked permission to enter me and I eagerly nodded my head, granting it. He climbed on top of me and I gasped when his rather large cock nestled its way between my cunt lips. I was slippery from his having gone down on me moments before, but his cock was large. Then, I felt him ease in as gently as he could and begin to pump into me. I wrapped my legs around him and placed my feet under his ass cheeks, pulling him closer.

My nails clawed lightly at his back and he winced, but not a word of complaint. He brought me to yet another blockbuster of a climax, only then taking his own release. We lay there panting, satisfied. I told him I was not a pickup play kind of girl, and he seemed to believe me. He kissed me goodnight and left. I doubt I’ll ever see him again, but I have to admit, I have no regrets about my fun little getaway.

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