I’m Paul and I love some of the stories I read on this website. Whilst I think some are BS there are a good few that I can relate too. I’m 38 and single and I love sex and I get quote a lot of it. What I love about being single is the chase, what I’m obsessed about is chasing married women. Bad I know. You would be shocked at how many married women are up for a secret shag behind their husbands back but there is one that I found so hot and horny and a bit weird that I have to share it with you. I’m in a hotel with work ad I’m bored. I see a woman with her husband. She sort of pretty but a bit like someone’s Aunt, in her 50’s , good body wearing big glasses, the sort of look you would expect in a library or someone’s favourite teacher. I knew then and there I had to try and have her. I make an excuse to bump into her and have a chat when her husband wasn’t around. The chat was a bit strained as thought I was an annoyance but that just adds to the chase. A few hours later I do it again, then, and by accident, I end up in the lift with her and we chat again. I decide to be really bad and admit what it was I was after. She turns to me and asks me if I was following her. I tell her no, but I’m glad I keep bumping into her, she asks why. I tell her, ‘because I was hoping to be able to convince you to come back to my room to fuck’. The last time I said that I got a slap in the face and had to keep clear of her husband for the rest of the day. The time before that the woman looked chocked but came with me to my room and let me fuck her. This one however went nutts. ‘How dare you, your disgusting, I’m not that sort of woman’. She started pushing floor buttons and got out two floors short of the one she had originally pressed. As the door closed she shouted back she called me a disgusting little man shouting DISGUSTING, I’m not little, I’m 6’1” . I thought that was that. The next morning, I had breakfast expecting to have a load of abuse in front of the other guests and for her husband to threaten to beat me up, although that would never have happened. Instead, I didn’t see either of them. I go to the pool and sauna for a couple of hours then go back to my room. I’m wearing tracksuit bottoms and a t short and flip flops. The lift door opens and who is there but this woman who I assumed hated me. I made a joke about her stalking me and that all she had to do was ask. She didn’t laugh, what she did do however was give me a lecture on how to behave with a 100 questions. ‘does that approach usually work for you’ I said that it did, and lied ‘9 times out of 10’. She follows me giving me a lecture about how she was happily married with a grownup family and what made me think that she would get into bed with me. I said that she was stunning and that I had to try. We were now at my door. I opened it whilst she was still going on ‘ you can’t talk to women like that, you should be ashamed of yourself’ but the thing was, she followed me in. By now I had a hard on and there was a big bulge in my tracksuit. She was wearing a skirt and a blouse with a dark Gray cardigan, but she looked hot which didn’t help. I did nothing, she made it clear that she thought I was disgusting. But then she said ‘and what did you expect me to do’. I decided to try and be funny and to shock her. ‘ to start with, get on your knees and suck my cock then on your back at which point I would fuck you’. I expected her to slap me and walk out. What she did was stair at the bulge in my pants for ages, she seemed to be trying to make a decision and looked confused as to what to do. I shit you not. This 50something attractive woman dressed like miss Marple puts her hand on the bulge in my tracksuit bottoms and pulls them down just below my cock which springs out. She studies it for a few seconds then gets on her knees and says, ‘like this’? and with that she puts it in her mouth and stats to suck me off. I kick my bottoms off and take my t shirt off and there bollock naked with Mrs Marple’s head on my dick. She gave me a good sucking getting excited, panting, stopping for a few seconds to toss me off with her hand before going back for more. After a good few minutes of being sucked off she stopped, ‘now what’. I decided to see how far she would go. ‘take your top off, let me see your tits’. In a flash she took her cardigan off, then her blouse and then bra and in fairness, her tits where very suck able. Not too big, not too small, soft but her nipples were big and pointed up I pulled her up and put my tongue in her mouth and had a good feel of her tits whilst she grabbed my cock and started to give me another wank. I just went for it. I told her to get undressed and get on the bed. I decided to talk as dirty as I could to her to warn her what I was going to do. ‘I’m going to suck those tits and out my cock into you as deep as I can and fuck you until you cum hard’ She crawled onto the bed so I added, ‘ I’m going to make you cum so hard and then I’m going to cum in your pussy and make you cum again’ adding that she will beg for my cock before I’ve finished with her. All she said was ‘oh, I see’ before laying on her back and opening her legs. Her pussy was a bit hairy for me but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. I sucked her tits and put my hand in her pussy, she moaned and wriggled, then I put my pretty impressive cock into her and she squealed. I started to pump the fuck out of her, lifting her legs up onto my shoulders. She squealed ‘oh,oh,oh, then ‘oh dear’ then all of a sudden gave a deep growl ‘oh fuck’ followed by a few ‘fuck me hard’. so I did. She begged me to keep going telling me three of four time ‘oh fuck I’m Cumming’ before shaking and thrashing about, pushing her tongue into my mouth and thrusting her pussy at me trying to get my cock in even deeper. I didn’t; give her any warning, I just emptied my balls into her, she screamed, then froze, her arms stretched out either side of her, her eyes wide open like saucers. ‘have you cum inside me’ she asked. I thrust and came in her anther three times and each time she shook and seemed to tremble. Then I lay next to her and let her catch her breath. After a few minutes of her looking at me, then away then back at me she gets sits up. I was still a little bit hard. She asks if we can do it again and before I could answer she’s riding me, my semi hard cock just about hard enough to slid into her. She’s bounced and squeals, her soft tits bouncing. She keeps going until I cum again, then gets off, thanks me, gest dressed and walks out. The next day at about 7:30am there’s a knock on my door, its her. ‘I’m leaving after breakfast, ‘Can we do it again’. I told her that I had to shower, have breakfast and get ready for a meeting. She pushed past me, said ok and gets undressed and walks into the shower. I have to admit, it was a good shag. I pressed her against she glass in the shower and pushed my cock into her ass, not too hard in because I’m a bit too big for that but I thought ‘what the fuck’. I loved her tits pressing against the glass and the ‘oh, oh’ noise she made as I fucked her. She was light I just picked her up and lowered her onto my cock and fucked her, the warm water running down her face and tits. In the end I made her cum again and her pussy gripped my cock. She burst into tears and thanked me before asking e to cum in her again which I managed to do. Then it was over. I washed her down with plenty of shampoo and she gave my cock a good hand wash. Then we dried, she kissed me and left. At breakfast she sat a few feet away from me with her 60 + husband looking as grumpy as when I first saw her and I just wanted to bend her over the breakfast table in front of every one and bang the fuck out of her. When I had finished, I got up and made a point of passing her table, she glanced at me and gave me a cheeky grin and mouthed ‘thankyou’. And that was that, never saw her again and I never found out her name. So, the moral of the story is, you will never get a shag if you don’t ask. And it works for grumpy housewives and hot stunning your ladies as well, trust me, I know.