Another interesting experience
I'll try to keep this of reasonable length, and omit enough details to protect the guilty.
Rocky the Flying Squirrel had been mentioning Intercambio for quite a while. Usually when a bit tipsy. I finally relented, but then it became my job to locate suitable candidates, and to weed out the loonies, clowns, flakes, perverts and weirdos. Boy, did I get an education.
I found a suitable couple and we arranged to meet on Friday. We headed to a watering hole we all knew about. The lady was a bit tall, pale skin, nice legs, rock-hard fake tits, nice but very passive personality. He seemed to be a very Type A personality and every time I looked at him all I could see was Tony Soprano. I was pretty excited about my luck, because she was pretty hot, fake boobs aside. Rocky, on the other hand, not so much. She nabbed me on a trip to the can and told me that he was not her type. At all. Period.
At the table, the lady started placing my hands in various and sundry places all over her body, whispering sweet nothings in my ear, and asking me if I wanted her. Well, let me think! Umm, Hell Yes! So despite the semi-public atmosphere we started some necking. I looked across and Rocky was rubbing Tony S's dick and kissing him, but she didn't look too happy.
After a couple of drinks we headed for the hotel. Outside of the bar Hotlips was all over me like a cheap suit. The car was only about 1. 5 blocks away, but we had to stop three times for fondling, groping and heavy-duty kissing, like a couple of horny teenagers. However, whatever the opposite of exhibitionist is, that word would describe Rocky. Tony S was doing his best, but not being very successful.
At the hotel, what was supposed to be something quiet and tranquil got out of hand in a hurry. Hotlips started to blow Tony S. Rocky and I observed for a second, then Hotlips stood up and made a beeline for yours truly. Then the fun really began. She kept moaning in my ear, saying things like meteme como una puta, and stick your finger in my ass. Cool. She planted her mouth on mine and we both tried to suck each other's tonsils out. It became difficult to watch what else was going on, because I could only look around briefly when coming up for air. One glimpse allowed me to see Rocky kissing Tony S, another allowed me to see her blowing him, or at least trying to.
Apparently, Hotlips' fantasy was to have guys treat her like a cheap w h o r e. I understood and was happy to oblige. I also found out later that this was also Tony S's fantasy. I mean it was to treat strange women as cheap putas. However, Rocky harbored no such fantasies.
Next thing I know Hotlips was sitting on the chair I'd previously occupied and my tongue was buried in her snatch. Which, BTW, was very smoothly shaved and was extremely clean and tasty. Huge bonus! This made it hard for me to see what was going on elsewhere. Rocky and Tony S wandered off toward the bathroom area. After a few minutes Hotlips hopped onto the bed and put her legs in the air. I followed and resumed my oral ministrations. Now, not only could I not see what was going on, I couldn't hear, either, due to Hotlips' legs covering my ears. So, parts of the goings-on I heard, the rest I constructed after the fact.
After a few minutes of Hotlips' bucking and moaning, I felt something next to me. It was Rocky. Tony then got on top and started fucking her. He kept asking (demanding is more like it) if she liked it. Then he started asking why she was so dry. I was too busy to pay too much attention. (I found out later that not only were they not getting along too well, he couldn't get hard either. Doubly frustrating, I suspect). They eventually got up and moved elsewhere.
Hotlips then started to really go into overdrive. She would sit up, grab my head and moan loudly as another orgasm hit. Then she'd relax for a couple of minutes until the next one. Tony S came over and she started blowing him in between orgasms.
After several, I forget how many, Rocky had seen enough and gave me our predetermined sign. Twice. Tony S got his clothes on, collected Hotlips, and left. He didn't look too happy. She certainly did. :D
After they left, Rocky broke into tears. Apparently her night stunk. First, she wasn't attracted to Tony. Second, apparently he was an arrogant SOB. Suck me! Fuck me! You want this, don't you! That sort of thing. She said that she had too many very unpleasant memories of assholes treating her like a puta when she was working and she was forced to grin and bear it. And, by God, she doesn't have to put up with that shit now.
She finally calmed down. I won't go into detail, but let's just say that after a little attention I didn't have to ask her why she was so dry. :)
So, I guess two old maxims are true. Treat a puta like a lady, and a lady like a puta. And be careful what you wish for, because you might get it.