One of the most erotic/fun memories I have took place at a hotel about four years ago. I was attending a conference relating to new interpretations of treatments for depression disorders, and there was also a wedding going on. Naturally, at the end of the day both groups collided in the restaurant/bar/dancefloor. I was recently single (divorce) and just enjoying myself and freedoms afforded by not being in any sort of relationship etc. I was also just incredibly horny, 32, overworked, and decided to do something about it. I struck up a conversation with a young attractive looking couple at one of the only booths with space, and it lead to the dance floor. Sometimes nothing is as revealing as the justiculations and suggestive moves acted out to heavy beats under lights in a crowd in flashing lights under the influence of alcohol... The young woman whispered some unintelligable things to me while dancing. Later she asked again, a little more clearly as we were making out way, shoes off, to the elevator. She basically said, "I want to see you SCREW  him." ...her boyfriend.  Believe me, all it took as a brief word in his ear from her and he turned around with a full erection in his pants; french kiss in the hallway, the elevator, the doorway of the room as the girlfriend locked the door and put down her jacket and keys. And took off her clothes down to her underwear. And then she sat. Cross legged in an overstuffed wooden chair at the end of the bed. Watching me. Watching him. Watching me stoke the process of lust. The unavoidables, the erotic deliciousnesses revealed by nakedness, by touch. By my tongue.

"I'm on birth control" I told him.

I got up onto him. The ride was simple. Pure. Direct. Intense. 

I was riding him to show her his buildup and his pleasure. And my pleasure taken from it.

And then, the young man's girlfriend watched as her 22 year old boyfriend's genitals tightened and throbbed and simply PUMPED and PUMPED and PUMPED his every last bit of SEMEN up into my slippery cunt.