strapped in Houston

I had arrived in Houston early that day. It was very hot as it usually is that time of year. I was at work early too but finished about 4pm and headed to my hotel. I had a hot shower and made sure I was totally smooth all over, using a razor I had with me to remove any hairs left on my body. I then used a cream I like to moisturise my body, legs, arms et al.

I then chose my lingerie. I had a few to choose from but settled for a pink lace bra and matching panties. No tights or stockings required so the suspender belts I had with me could wait till I got back to New York.

My makeup was next. I spent a while doing this, including falsh eyelashes which define my look, which is very convincing and well worth the effort. I used a red lipstick and an expensive perfume which guys just love...I brushed my long curly reddish hued hair to how I like it, attached my earrings( big hoop earrings this time), my necklace and a bracelet; plus a silver belly stud ...

I had chosen a dress to wear--a red mini dress with a low neck showing my curves off well. I put this on, zipping it up at the back, then put on a pair of 4 inch strappy heels...I admired myself in the mirror and knew I would wow the guys tonight.

By this time it was 6 o'clock and I felt hungry. I grabbed my handbag, making sure I had necessary makeup in it, plus perfume and cards. And 3 packs of condoms, just in case...Phone and other essentials like cash too.

I headed for the lift and came out into the hotel foyer feeling refreshed and ready for anything( if only I knew..!)

There was a restaurant within 100 yards of my hotel and I walked there. There was fortunately a light breeze which helped to cool me down, swishing under my short hem too..I sat at the bar in the restaurant , ordered a glass of wine, and checked the food menu while waiting to be allocated a table. The bar was busy and i was pleased to receive a lot of admiring looks from various men. After about 10 minutes I went to my table where I placed n order for a light pasta dish and salad. Plus another white wine..

I considered where I would go after eating. I had pinpointed a few places but chose a bar a taxi ride away . I hadn't been there before but it sounded busy and with lots of action. It was a friday night so should be busier than on a weekday too.

Suitably replenished I looked around the restaurant while waiting for my taxi. A tall guy came up and left me a note and walked off. I didn't know him but his note said" if you are interested I have a 9 inch cock and it's all yours--phone me ", and gave his number.

I decided to save that till later and headed off to my chosen bar. I paid for my cab and walked in to the bar which was indeed busy with lots of other girls there. I sat at the bar on a stool and ordered a bottle of beer. Sitting there nursing my beer and looking around , a woman with long brown hair sat beside me and started to chat me up, saying I was beautiful and she really fancied me...She had her hand on my left leg and started rubbing it gently as we conversed. I was a bit taken aback , wondering what to do. She clearly thought I was a real girl and might not take too kindly if I confessed..

But she was persistent and wanted me to go to her apartment so I eventually told her. She was OK about it but clearly wanted a lesbian lover and moved away--she was a lawyer with a large Oil -services company.

Later I was pleased to see she had found another girl to be with and mouthed "thanks" to me as they headed off. I noticed there was a pool table in the bar and I moved over to try my hand at pool. By this time I had realised i had stumbled upon a lesbian bar but stayed for a while to see what happened. As I stood at the pool table a young fairly stocky but good looking girl asked me to play with her. I had played before but wasn't much use at pool. But I tried and was thrashed by her--she was too good. But it got us talking--her name was Alice. She was wearing a denim mini skirt and black ankle boots and had a huge pair of tits. It became clear she liked to dominate, and, although I made it clear I was a TV she said she wanted my ass..

After 3 more drinks I was getting tipsy and agreed to go back with her to her place. She was all over me in the taxi to her place. Her hands were inside my panties and I felt her fingers penetrating my pussy and making me very wet and horny. She kissed me passionately as she did this. I lifted her skirt up a bit and put my hand inside her white lace panties. she was sopping wet and eager and I rubbed her clit gently...

But we got to her apartment and she virtually carried me to the door, telling me I was her bitch and she would fuck me all night...As a submissive girl I was happy with this and told her I would do anything she wanted.

She carried me into her apartment and threw me roughly onto a couch, my legs splaying, my dress rucked up and showing my pink lace panties. She started to kiss me again, ripping off my panties as she did so. My dress was unzipped and fell to the floor, and in just bra and heels moved under her as she strapped on a penis, lubed my pussy and entered me . She proceeded to fuck me roughly . Her strap-on was massive and very wide and I loved it, screaming and squeeling as she rode me hard. This went on for over half an hour before she turned me round, told me to push my ass in the air. She gripped my tits and pushed her cock in to me again and fucked me hard again for about 20 more minutes.

At that I let out a cry of ecstasy and came in torrents, over her panties and legs. I was rubbing he r clit hard and fast by this time and it was not long before she too came with a great cry of pleasure. We lay thee for some time, me resting against her with her right arm round me..

She smiled at me and asked me to stay the night and I agreed to this despite not having clean bra and panties for next day. but she had a lace nightie which fitted me well and I put this on after showering, getting into bed waiting for her to join me. And looking forward to being fucked all night by new found lover...

And then, maybe next night I would call they guy who left me his number...