Still Phil and I were through there at the start of school summer holidays, and we were on a mission to improve our status in the male hierarchy of se...ual conquests. Having worked as part time waiters in various hotels we wanted to go full time and enjoy the freedom away from home. Neither of us had a great deal of experience in the art of lovemaking, more groping around and rough quick sex whenever the chance arose - which seemed all to infrequent in these days.We had a couple of hotels still. It went exactly as a normal date should, actually. We chatted about TV shows, grad school, the city were we had met, and so on. And yet, beneath it, all I could notice was her lips. I could nearly feel them against my own as I alluded to a re-run of Seinfeld, and I wanted to press them against mine as we talked of the conceited nature of those living in the city where we were currently drinking martinis. She had one, then two. And that is when I knew it. I needed her. I needed her before, no. I stuffed two fingers deep into her hot slit and it calmed her instantly. From the small of her back, her body arched and fell into the bed as I felt her velvet wetness. Her body still, I plunged them urgently into her sex, my mouth flicking on one of her erect nipples. Panting moans of approval filled the air, “Yes, yes….” Sopping wet and moaning loudly, I held her against the bed, watching her wanton body squirm. Her hands fought with her undies and relenting for a moment, I eased my fingers. Yes, I had a cunt again, hot and yearning to be filled. I came and came, screaming my pleasure into his mouth as he kissed me hard. No one else heard, I think.When he lay down on the sofa, I knew what he wanted. I lowered my hot, wet cunt onto his cock again, and pumped him slow and fast and slow and fast, teasing and pleasing, until he came hard. I felt the pulsing and the flooding of my insides. I got off him, ran my fingers through my hair, straightened the dress a little, and left to find.