Have you ever fucked a complete stanger

Well, this is a great question, as the answer is yes. I use to drive taxi in upstate NY in a large college town. College girls would go out to bars, find there boyfriends cheating, grab a cab and I was only 22 so I was there age group and we would talk at first. Then I would tell them you will feel a lot better iif you got revenge... most would say well, I have already left the bar.... and I would always offer my self up as there revenge fuck...and remind them that sense she left bar alone, no one but her would know and she could sit back and laugh when ever she saw him knowing you got yours....always worked.... must have tagged 100 women in 3 years.
 
I have, twice, both unexpected, and it’s my intention to do it again as well. They were some of the most sensual experiences I’ve ever had, they were both mature, in their 50’s. I hardly spoke to either man, I never knew their names, and never saw them again, it was fantastic, and I don’t regret any of it, not for a single minute.

So, I’m looking forward to my next time, wherever and whenever it may happen.

M.
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Spontaneous is sexy. On a nude beach with a little blonde I had talked to for about five minutes was special
 
Well, I’m a little natural blonde, but talking is the last thing on my mind in those situation, I prefer not to know anything about the men, its the excitement I want.

M.
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It was only five minutes and then suddenly we were both behind a dune and doing it -- twice actually. Don't know if she ever told her BF. In an way I hope she did.
 
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.
What a fabulous tale. Definitely worth of Lit publication if you are of that mindset.
 
*LOL* It is me. I'm 5'10" in bare feet, although my preference for sky high heels rarely sees me below six foot. I'm in my mid fifties now, baby, so not sure I'm younger. I started here and on VW many, many years ago. My hair is actually blonde. My boobs have thankfully stayed large ever since pregnancy, which I am very thankful for. I'm in Melbourne. You?
I remember VW, was a Redclouds member for a few years. I’m 6’1” always wondered about being with a woman closer to my height ( and 50s is a little younger than me)
 
Do glory holes count? Asking for a friend. 😳
As many crazy one time and sometimes more times encounters, I never felt like I was taking the chance of being completely anonymous. Maybe it was the era of the 80's 90's in America but there were certain questions asked about health and fertility. Could slow the moment a bit but it was one of those had to be's. Now a days you really have to. HPV may not always be life threatening, but it damn sure is life changing. If you have it, can transmit it, you know it. Those should refrain. But I doubt they do. I suspect this issue is sure to be one of the limiting factors.
 
Does having texted, talked, planned on hooking up count bu5 never actually met in person count? If so, yes.
 
It’s happened a couple of times.
Most memorable was with a woman I met at the Ministry of Transportation (Canada), for those of you in the U.S. that would be the DMV.
Met and chatted while waiting in line. I was divorced and she was married.
Decided to go get a coffee together afterwards and ended up fucking in the back seat of my car in the parking lot.
Crazy hot!
 
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