The Tulsa Hook Up - Sex Stories

The Tulsa Hook Up

This is a true story. It happened in January 2015. We had chatted online for 5 months in preparation for my trip to Tulsa. I was to be there for 4 days on business and was hoping to find someone to spend some time with. I found her. Her name was Tara. Tara is about 6ft 1 in tall, blonde, 36c cups, shaved, married and never gets any sex at home. She has several “friends” with who she meets and finds release with from time to time. I consider myself one of those friends. Tara is 50 and Im 10 years older. We set things up so that when I got to my motel, she could come to the parking lot, we would go to dinner and do whatever she wanted. 7pm she pulls up in a red pick up truck. Striking. Tall. Long legs. Boots up to her knees with black fishnet stockings. She is wearing a red sweater, turtle neck. Her body is firm as I embrace her, our lips gently touch and she pulls away. “slow down big boy”. And I did Over a nice dinner, we talk. She has 5 c***dren, high school and college age. Her husband does not pay attention to her, and she sl**ps on the couch in the den. Her desire for sex is tremendous. Numerous toys fill her cabinet, but she desires, and needs physical attention. One rule she has, however, is no penetration. Just thinking of her makes me hard. Will it be a long night, or a short one. We hop into my car and travel about 4 miles to our club for the night: a strip club. On a Monday night, it is only half full and the women there, full busted, nasty and some half d***k, are ...

... arousing. We find a seat next to the stage, order drinks and in no time at all, I find myself buzzed. So is Tara. A few lap dances for her while I watch. Her kissing those naked women got to me. I was not stable enough to drive so we called UBER and they took us back to my motel. We ride up the elevator my hand on her firm ass. I fact her entire body is fir. She walks me to my room, kisses me hard with full tongue, grabes my crotch and tells me good night. We will meet the next evening for date number 2. She closes the door. I retreat to my bed, and drink an entire bottle of whiskey, while pleasuring myself to xhamster videos. I awake with a hell of a hangover. Cum on the bed. Dick out. Tara has texted me that tonight I am to meet her at a restaurant and that we are going shopping after. All day we text and tease. She calls me a couple of times, describing her fingers in her pussy. At dinner, she reaches over to my cock and rubs…her boobs, pressed against me, but I am not allowed to touch. No drinking tonight. But action I hope. We eat, and walk next door to the sex shop. She has me pick out an outfit for her, so I can bel “pleased” . I choose a white pantie and bra outfit, Cut out crotch and ask if I get to see it tonight. She laughs and nods her head NO. Again she flirts with me to my hotel, kisses me good bye and leaves. Such a tease. I have a message on the phone in my room and it is her. She had called earlier in the day and instructed me to go to my window (3rd floor) ...