I was about 25yrs old. Single, employed, living in London and bored. I was frequenting a forum and friendly with a few people who posted on there, and somebody brought up the idea of people meeting up for a drink in central London. I was up for it. A time, date and location was arranged and it was happening. A couple of the women in the group were travelling from outside London so had a booked a hotel room for the night.
It was a Friday and I was heading to the chosen bar for the meet up. A table/area was booked in one of the people's names, so we all had a rough point to aim for, otherwise it would just be strangers in a bar not knowing who they're looking for. People slowly arrived and a few bailed out at the last minute for a variety of excuses. In the end there was about seven of us, four women and three guys. It was the first time I'd ever done anything like that, and I had no expectations about who I was meeting. One of the guys was a bit weird and didn't speak to anybody, just stood there staring into the distance. And aside from a couple of the women, attractiveness was a bit on the low side for most of the people. I bucked the trend substantially, and I'd only ever considered myself average. The bar wasn't high.
Conversations began, drinks were drunk and the night was relatively okay (aside from the guy staring into the distance not talking to anybody) and I think most people had a relatively good time. There was a little bit of flirting going on, and people instinctively made small groups with the people they were most comfortable with. After a few hours people started to make their way home and eventually it was just myself and the two women who'd booked a hotel room. I lived near central London and didn't have far to go, so didn't have to worry about getting home. The two women were about 35yrs old, not bad looking and we carried on drinking. It wasn't that long before the bar announced last orders and started closing.
The three of us were standing outside after the bar and there was a bit of discussion about what to do next. The women wanted to carry on drinking, but didn't know where to go. As a local, I was trying to explain that everywhere would have massive queues by now to get in, and it'll be really expensive. In the end they decided that we should head to the hotel as it had a late bar. I didn't have anything better to do and tagged along. We carried on drinking in the hotel bar, and after an hour that too was closing. It was all quite fun and we decided to splash out on a bottle and the women invited me up to carry on drinking in their room. I'd like to point out at this point the women were at least 10yrs older than me, and there were no intentions from anybody. We just got on really well. There was a little bit of flirting, but it was really harmless and more for fun than anything else. We'll call the women Karen and Donna to make the rest a little easier to write.
Once upstairs, we were already a bit worse for wear and started on the bottle. It wasn't long before Karen just leaned back and fell asleep on her bed. She was pretty drunk. Myself and Donna carried on drinking and upped the flirting now that it was just us two. But we were both really drunk. It wasn't long before we were making out on the other bed. A bit of frantic clothing removal happened next and we sort of started to have sex, but by that time we were so drunk it wasn't really happening. And we both must have just fallen asleep on the bed.
In the morning I woke up, and both Karen and Donna must have been up for a while as they were partly dressed (wearing underwear) and were pottering around the room and chatting. I was lying on my side and the bed covers were all over the place. They hadn't noticed I was awake yet and I rolled onto my back and I was mostly uncovered. Karen giggled, came over and pulled the covers over me a little more and asked if I wanted a coffee. She was in the middle of putting her skirt on with a big smile on her face. Donna was in the bathroom sorting her hair out. Karen had this grin and asked if I had a "good" night and was obviously making a point about me still being in the room and what happened with Donna last night. Karen bought the coffee over and as I sat up in the bed to take it, I realised, a) I was naked and b) I had a throbbing erection. While the small talk with Karen continued I was trying to scan the room for my clothes. I could see a jumper and my jeans were over by the bathroom, but I couldn't see anything else. And I was beginning to get a little nervous and a little excited.
Karen went into the bathroom as Donna came out in her underwear. Obviously they'd been quite a lot of conversation about last night whilst I was asleep, as they were both giggling the best they could with bearing in mind the quantity of alcohol which had been consumed. Donna came over and asked if I was okay, and in a really nice way sort of made light of what happened the previous night as we were both really drunk. And in a flirty way, she brushed my hair away from my eyes and kissed me on my forehead. Donna then asked me if I wanted to use the bathroom next and I just looked at her for a few moments trying to figure out what to say. In the end I just blurted out that I was naked, had a throbbing erection and didn't know where all my clothes were! Donna burst out laughing and shouted at Karen who was in the bathroom "Karen! He's naked, hard and can't find his clothes!" And Karen also burst out laughing. Donna looked at me and said she didn't think Karen would mind, and sort of encouraged me to get up. I was torn between feelings of embarrassment and excitement, and couldn't work out which emotion was winning.
I sat there for a moment assessing the situation sipping the coffee, before I had enough courage to start to pull the bed sheets down. By now I was hard as a rock. Donna looked down at my cock with a huge smile and just said to me "see, it's fine..." and I got out of the bed and stood talking to her holding my coffee. I was a little red in the face by the time Karen came out of the bathroom, who had a huge grin, eyes darting between my cock and my eyes. The first time we made proper eye contact the only way I could describe it is it felt like her eyes were saying "I can see your cock and it's hard!". It was a basic hotel room and I was just standing in the middle leaning against the desk opposite the beds and as Karen passed me in the room she just said, "I can see you're very happy this morning!". And we all sort of carried on chatting whilst I sipped my coffee, blushing, naked and throbbing. It felt so surreal to be naked with two virtual strangers and a throbbing erection. It certainly wasn't the ending to the night that I expected! Donna passed me a couple of times and each time gave my cock a playful squeeze which didn't help at all. It just got me harder.
After about 15mins of me standing there, naked with an erection, Donna said "are you going to do something about that?" while she looked at my cock. Despite being naked and hard, I wasn't expecting that, and as she passed she gave my cock a couple of strokes. Karen was just laughing now and sorting out her bed and bags. I dropped my hand down from my coffee and just readjusted my cock a little watching to see what the reaction would be. Karen was looking at me as she was folding some clothes and Donna was sitting on the bed just watching me. I started to put the coffee down on the desk and gave myself a few more strokes. Both of them were watching me more intently. I carried on and Karen stopped folding her clothes and just stood watching. I was now properly stroking my cock, masturbating for them. They were each looking into my eyes and at my cock, and I was going strong. Donna was sitting right in front of me, and Karen was taking a few steps over to sit by her side. I was getting ready to cum. I could see Donna biting her lip a little as she watched, and whilst with one emotion if felt really embarrassing, on the other side it felt fantastic. It was just really intense.
As I came, it felt like it was slow motion. Both women were looking at my eyes and my cock as I started to slow down and cum. It wasn't a porn star performance and my cum just came out and fell onto the carpet and over my hand. The reaction from both of them was glee and excitement. From the looks on their faces they quite enjoyed what they saw. Donna gave me a tissue afterwards and both of them looked at me as Donna said "I bet that feels better?". The other surreal part of the experience was how normal they both were afterwards. Not acting as if it didn't happen, but not making a huge deal of it either. Once I'd cleaned up, I went to the bathroom and eventually found most of my clothes. We all left together and went to get breakfast afterwards which was really nice. It was only the beaming grins on their faces which suggested that anything out of the ordinary happened that morning. Oh, and I never did find my socks.
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