the Habana experience
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Posted:Sep 1, 2015 6:07 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 7:20 am
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One of my uber fav things to do is weekend at the Habana Inn in OKC. I've only been a few times, and always by myself, but it's been fun. For those of you unaware, the Habana is a gay hotel in the relatively small gay district of OKC. It's been around for ages and while it may be a tad dated and a bit ragged around the edges, it has some nice features -- an accepting environment, spacious, comfortable, affordable rooms, a decent restaurant that stays open til the wee hours, two count 'em two nicely landscaped outdoor swimming pools, two popular nightclubs, a cozy piano bar with good drinks and a kinky gift shop. Several other clubs and eateries are within easy walking distance. It is so nice to be able to get away from home and spend several uninterrupted days in gurl mode -- and I never have to take off my nails! Nights are fun, but I also luv the laid back, lazy days in my denim mini and sandals, plenty of time for primping and pampering, leisurely strolls and impromptu conversations, balmy weather, checking out the neighborhood. I never have to use my car if I don't want to.
I don't know what it's like in the winter, but on summer weekends the Habana is jumpin'. Lots of cute guys in speedos around the pools and the clubs are full. When the sun goes down guys cruise the breezeways in some areas of the large complex looking for a good time -- which can do wonders for a gurl's ego! The dance club draws people of all kinds -- gays, lesbians, tgs and straights -- which is nice for someone like me who isn't strictly gay.
So anyway, on my last trip, I had gone to the club, met some new people, had more than a few drinks and a good time. One really cute young woman and I got along well and she started hitting on me pretty seriously, very handsy too, which turns me into putty of course, but before anything definite materialized she had managed to get herself exceedingly drunk. I could have taken her back to my room, but I'm not big on way drunk sex, if you know what I mean. Frustrating. Sooo, when I did go back to my room I was still wired and horny, so instead of putting on my jammies and going to bed like a good little gurl, I took off my club skirt and panties, put on the skimpiest skirt I had -- actually it wasn't a skirt, it was a black slip I had shortened and slit up one side -- and went walking around in the warm night air.
It's a big complex so lots of places to stroll, and I was enjoying the way the breeze played with my skirt. I noticed that cars were constantly circling the outside perimeter of the hotel, either cruising or looking for parking places, so I gradually made my way to a corner of my building where the cars passed and just hung out smoking a cigarette, watching the people at the pool and the cars going by. Before long a guy pulled up, rolled down his window and started talking. He was really nice and nice looking and wanted to buy me a drink, but there wasn't a parking place in sight. While we were talking a gust of wind blew my skirt way up, showing everything for just a second and I made no attempt to stop it. He smiled broadly and asked me to get in so we could find a parking place and I said, uh, no, I don't think so. But he was so nice and cute and well dressed and persistent and I was feeling so, um, uninhibited, well, you know what I did, don't you. I got in. My slip was so short it didn't begin to cover everything when I sat down, a fact that wasn't lost on him.
We made a couple of laps around the complex and spotted a parking place. As we walked toward my building he pulled me close, slipped his hand under my skirt and petted my ass. Why are black guys so much better than white guys at knowing what a girl wants?!? I made sure I was in front of him when we went up the stairs. Anyway, we stopped by my room so I could put on something slightly more respectable and went to the piano bar for drinks. We hit it off really well, talked guitar and stuff, laughing about my skirt, his hand touching my leg often etc etc. Long story short, we went back to the room and had the longest and best sex I've ever had with a man. He was intense but patient, urging me to take our time with every little thang. I had intentionally left the curtains open a few inches, drawing the attention of cruisers. It was like putting on a live sex show -- well, actually it was putting on a live sex show, I guess. I think he liked it. I luved it. Afterwards we went to the restaurant for a bite to eat, he asked me when I would be back, I said probably months. He walked me backed to my room, patted my ass, kissed me goodnight and disappeared into the night.
And this time I did put on my jammies and go to bed like a good -- okay, maybe not so good but maybe we should define good cuz I was pretty damn good -- little gurl. I slept late the next morning, took a shower, did my face, put on some short shorts and went for brunch at a table by the window, chatting with the waiter and daydreaming about the previous night while sipping coffee. I wondered if it was a good thing or a bad thing that my dark lover hadn't asked me to run off to the Caribbean to be his lil' island gurl cuz I could, like, get used to this, you know?
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Exhibition at the abs
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Posted:Aug 31, 2015 9:48 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 7:20 am
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Had so much fun at the ABS last night. Hadn't been in ages. It was pretty deserted but my fav clerk (I'll call him Sam) was working and as we chatted he confessed that he had long had the hots for me. Long story short, I got to swish around for several hours very scantily clad -- no skirt or panties on, just a sweater, thigh highs, garter belt, stiletto heels and several rings around my clitty and balls -- teasing and entertaining Sam, exploring the theater, etc. Being exposed like that for admirers makes my heart pound with horny excitement. At one point in the theater I played with three guys at once, kissing, stroking and sucking them, feeling their hands all over me. The guy with the biggest, nicest cock eventually fucked me for a long time while I sucked the other two. So hot. And after tormenting him for a couple of hours, I finally slipped into a booth with Sam and sucked him for a ages, then let him fuck me. At my request, he shot his cum on my face. I luved walking around the store afterward still fully exposed, with Sam's cum drying on my face. Mmmm.
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Back lot slut
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Posted:Aug 31, 2015 9:46 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 7:20 am
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This is a true story ...
He works the night shift at a truck repair center on the edge of town, near a big truck stop. In our online chats his instructions had been specific -- I was to be there waiting for him at 12 midnight, and I was to wear my tallest high heels, my shortest skirt, stockings and garter belt, my cock rings and butt plug, and no panties. He would take it from there. But when I arrived he was nowhere in sight, and after waiting about 10 minutes I finally had to drive around to the side of the building and catch the attention of some coworkers. It was really embarrassing when two of them approached the car, knowing they would notice my 8" micro skirt, so revealing when I sat down. I timidly told them who I was looking for and after checking me out from head to toe, one of them went to find him. Blushing, I pulled back around to park.
In a few minutes the dom came out and leaned in to be sure I had followed his instructions. Satisfied, he pointed out his car at the back of the lot and told me to park beside it. Once parked, he ordered me out of the car so he could put the wrist cuffs and collar on me, making me hold the whip between my teeth while he worked. He ran his hands up under my skirt feeling me up in front and back, then he pushed me to my knees, took out his cock and ordered me to suck it.
After sucking him for about 5 minutes, he pulled me to my feet, adjusted my skirt so that my clit and a little of my ass were exposed, then fastened the wrist cuffs behind my back and clipped a leash to my collar. With a rough yank on the leash he led me across the rear of the big lot toward a row of parked semi trailers. The 5" stiletto heels were taller than what I'm used to, forcing me to take small steps and swing my hips, making me very aware of the plug in my ass. I had never felt so helplessly exposed in my life. There was lots of truck traffic at the truck stop next door and anyone driving by could have spotted us from the road, not to mention his coworkers in the shop.
He led me behind the trailers to the chain link fence and clipped the wrist cuffs to it high up over my head. He pulled my skirt down to my ankles and ordered me to step out of it, then spread my legs wide. Once he had me positioned the way he wanted, he began to whip my ass and legs slowly and methodically with the cat-o-nine tails. The feeling of the leather lashes on my bare skin was incredible, and I was soon begging him to whip me harder and harder, please harder. I could feel my ass and the backs of my legs turning red. Some of the lashes wrapped my legs to sting the inside of my thighs, and he aimed some between my legs to hit my clit. Whenever the whip struck my butt plug the pleasure and pain were so intense my legs trembled and my knees almost buckled. My little clit throbbed with excitement.
He alternated between whipping me and running his hands over my body for a long time before forcing me back on my knees to suck him some more. Once I had his big cock nice and hard, he cuffed me to the fence once again, spread my legs, bent me over at the waist, removed my butt plug and slowly slid his hard cock all the way into my pussy. The first few deep strokes nearly took my breath away, but I was soon meeting his thrusts with my own hunches, desperate for every inch of him inside me. I wanted the fucking to go on forever ...
... And it was just about then that one of his coworkers showed up, stopping in his tracks when he saw us. "I thought I heard something back here," he said, "What the hell is going on?" My first instinct was to cover up and hide, but there was nothing I could do. I was completely trapped and exposed. My dom stopped fucking me, but he didn't take his cock out. "This is the bitch I was telling you about the other day. I'm just getting a piece of ass on my lunch hour." And to my amazement he started fucking me again with long slow strokes right there in front of the guy.
I could feel the guy's eyes on me and I loved it. I loved being so naked in front of him, loved being used in front of him, loved being such a slut in front of him. I loved the way my clit and balls were swinging between my legs as we fucked. In no time I was humping and moaning with even more excitement. My dom leaned over and whispered for me to ask the guy if I could suck him. Turning my head, I looked the guy in the eyes and in my sexiest little girl voice asked, "Can I please suck your cock while he fucks me? Please? I want your cock bad."
At first the guy declined, but the dom kept encouraging him and I kept begging while I was being fucked. I finally persuaded him to just come close enough that I could touch him and the dom unclipped one of my hands so I could feel his cock and balls through his jeans. I could feel his cock growing and he didn't resist when I unzipped him, took out his cock and guided it to my hungry mouth. I was in heaven, with two hard cocks in me. The dom assured the coworker that he was welcome to fuck me too, but in just a couple of minutes I could feel him ready to explode. I grabbed his cock and aimed it to shoot cum into my mouth and onto my face, milking him for every drop. That really excited the dom and he started pounding my ass with rapid strokes of his cock. When he said he was about to cum I pleaded with him to cum on my face too. He pulled out and I ripped off the condom. It took only a few strokes to summon his cum, shooting it all over my face and hair. When he was through I lovingly cleaned both cocks with my mouth, savoring the taste of cum.
When they were done, the dom told me to put my skirt back on, then he cuffed my hands behind my back and put the whip between my teeth again, and they led me back to the car. I noticed the dom glancing toward the shop a couple of times and I was secretly hoping he would lead me there to show off his cumslut to the rest of the guys, but he didn't. The dom ordered me to thank the coworker for his cum before he went back to work. We got in my car and I drove the dom the short distance to the front of the shop. He removed the cuffs and collar, got out of the car and then gave me one last order, which was to drive into the rear of the truck stop parking lot, which he could see from his shop. He ordered me to stop in the middle of all the parked trucks, get out, hike up my skirt and circle my car very slowly 5 times, waving to him each time around. I did as I was told, feeling like an absolute cum-soaked in front of all those truckers -- and loving it. On the last lap I took my skirt all the way off, walked about 20 steps toward the dom, blew him a kiss ... then got the heck out of there before I got in trouble! I hope he noticed that I had put the butt plug back in. 
The dom said he has more in store for me next time, and I can't wait to find out what he has planned. Mmmmmm.
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