Have you ever fucked a complete stanger

An ex enjoyed being cuckolded and he usually introduced our bull for the evening; so yes I'd sometimes never met the guy before and there'd be very few preliminaries before we were at it like bunnies in positions that gave my ex a really clear view of the guys cock reaming my tight wet pussy. I can remember one guy who had a far longer cock than usual and all he said to me was, "I can see you like what you see."
 
I once started chatting on a chat site with a girl who gave me very detailed instructions on how to meet her. Within a fairly short space of time we had established a meeting place and time.
I followed the instructions that led me to the fire escape of an apartment block. I entered her room via the fire door and serviced her whilst she was blindfolded and tied up on her bed.
I found out that she was actually deaf and the apartment block was a centre for deaf students.

Really sexy time! As we never met again and I didn't even get her real name
 
I once started chatting on a chat site with a girl who gave me very detailed instructions on how to meet her. Within a fairly short space of time we had established a meeting place and time.
I followed the instructions that led me to the fire escape of an apartment block. I entered her room via the fire door and serviced her whilst she was blindfolded and tied up on her bed.
I found out that she was actually deaf and the apartment block was a centre for deaf students.

Really sexy time! As we never met again and I didn't even get her real name
who tied her up?
 
My wife doesn't know if it counts. She was at a festival with a college friend, who introduced her to a friend of hers. Lynn spent the evening with him and ended up in his truck being fucked. She never saw him again, although he called her and asked for dates.
 
Yes. We also wanked for each other and watched porn. I fisted myself for the first time cus I was so horny
 
Noooo...because once you've got your clothes off, they aren't strangers anymore. ;)
I was kind of thinking that.

I mean, we had a beer a mile from my apartment then went to my place to fuck.
Complete stranger?

We had chatted online a few times before the beer.
 
My wife doesn't know if it counts. She was at a festival with a college friend, who introduced her to a friend of hers. Lynn spent the evening with him and ended up in his truck being fucked. She never saw him again, although he called her and asked for dates.
I would count that
 
If I were to steal a movie title for this adventure, it would be Strangers on a Train, a Hitchcock classic. My adventure had a train and a stranger, but I doubt it would receive the same rating as the movie

I was on the Amtrak train to Oakland from Los Angeles (The Coast Starlight). I was lucky to grab a seat in the observation car because this train travels along the California coast, sometimes just a few feet from the water, and the view is not to be missed. At lunch, I hit the dining car, where they seat you with strangers due to limited seating. It's kind of fun, the food is good, the view is spectacular, and with a roll of the dice, the stranger at your table might be dull or interesting. Fortunately, I got the latter, He was an executive with Amtrak who was taking the train as part of his monthly requirement to ride the line and review the service.

As we moved through Santa Barbara and along the coast, we talked about scenery, but two bottles of wine later, our conversation turned to all things sexy. He then confessed to having the dining car manager seat him with me rather than the chatty elderly couple. This bit of flattery, plus the wine, worked its charm on me, and I asked him about the sleeper cars up ahead.

I was only booked to Oakland, but the train went on to Seattle, so there were two cars with bedrooms, but they were off-limits to day travelers. I think you can see where this story was heading, and we ended up in the sleeper room, knocking it out on the pulldown bed. The room was pretty small, so we used the space, including him doing me from behind with my tits pressed on the window as the train rolled into San Louis Obispo. I'm pretty sure the waiting passengers got an eyeful.

After we orgasmed, it seemed right to exchange names, and I would say that ends the "Strangers on a Train" portion of my story. and Since this thread is about strangers, I don't want to bore you with details.

Well, perhaps a few:

When the train pulled into Oakland later that night, I could see my date waiting for me on the platform below us. I couldn't get off the train as I was straddling Erik and hoping for a third orgasm for the day. The Oakland guy was just a friend, he would understand. Erik stayed in me as we pulled out of Oakland and we then fell asleep in the not-too-comfortable double bed.

We awoke just outside of Mount Shasta and Erik took that cue to mount me from behind so we could ride each other and never miss a moment of that wonderful view.

Pro tips for sex on a train -- hydrate and do plenty of stretching. This is leg cramp central if you don't play it right.

In total, I spent 28 hours in that room enjoying room service, loud sex, and the smallest shower you could imagine, all to that gentle sway of the train.
 
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I met a girl at a mates christmas party and ended up bringing her home to the house I shared. We ended up shagging all night. In the morning we went downstairs to a round of applause from my other housemates! Never knew her name and never saw her again.
 
In my early 20s I agreed to double date with a buddy of mine. Met the girl I was paired up with at 9:00 PM. By midnight I was fucking her in my truck outside of her house. Never saw her again.
 
I did once yrs ago. Met a lady in the bar while dancing. Went to her house an we fucked. Never saw her again too.
 
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