Layover Lay [MF]

The pandemic hasn’t been conducive to creating any recent fun stories but the “hotel” theme prompted me to dig up this tale from my carefree youth.

In my early twenties I’d saved up to travel through Asia, both on my own and occasionally meeting up with friends on certain legs of my trip. This experience happened on my voyage back home. I had a long layover in L.A. and had booked myself a hotel room. It was a fairly nice place with lots of amenities.

Once I settled myself in I slipped on my favorite bikini and went down to relax by the pool. The deck area was pretty zen, surrounded by greenery and ringed with a series of seating areas, cabanas and chaise loungers. I’d brought along a book to pass the time. It was later in the day so there weren’t that many people around. I had a quick swim and then laid down on a lounger.

After I’d been there a while I noticed a cute, young guy walking out onto the deck. He wasn’t dressed for a swim and as he surveyed the deck area I could see him checking me out. I was in the mood to be appreciated so I positioned my body in a bit of a pose, one leg bent to accentuate my toned physique and I rolled my shoulders back to present my C-cup breasts a bit more prominently. I put on my friendly, approachable face and waited for a response.

A minute later he came over and introduced himself. His name was Matt and he was roughly the same age as me. He had a mop of dark hair, deep brown eyes and an inviting smile. He settled himself on the lounger next to mine and we started to chat. He’d also been travelling so we shared some of our favorite adventures and soon we were laughing and getting along like a house on fire.

I could see that Matt was definitely appreciating my bikini-clad body and I was definitely into his looks and his personality. I was feeling pretty comfortable and the vibe between us had an unmistakeable sexual undertone. We continued to chat happily and enjoyed the incredible sunset as the day wore down.

I was feeling bold and suggested to Matt that we head up to my room for a drink. He immediately agreed with a wide smile on his face. I felt a quiver of arousal between my legs, excited with the anticipation of what might transpire if things went how I was hoping. Matt said he had a bottle of wine in his room he would grab and then he’d meet me at mine in about 15 minutes. I gave him my room number and he set off.

I gathered up my things and headed up to my room. I peeled off my bikini and had a super quick shower to rinse off the pool chemical smell. I had just finished drying myself off and was smoothing some lotion over my body when I heard a knock at the door. I didn’t respond right away, briefly deliberating a notion in my head before I finally went to the door and pulled it open.

Matt stood in the hallway, a look of surprise and delight on his face as his eyes scanned over my naked body.

“Wow,” he said with a huge grin on his face. “Seems like the dress code here is a lot more liberal than down in the hotel bar.”

“Come in,” I said, holding the door as he stepped inside.Once he was inside I turned and sashayed down the short corridor in front of him, letting him enjoy the view. I sat down on the end of the bed and gave him a sultry smile.Matt stood clutching his bottle of wine, looking like he couldn’t believe he wasn’t dreaming.

“The glasses are still in the bathroom,” I said to him. “Sorry, I’m being a terrible hostess.”

“I’ll get them,” said Matt, snapping out of his reverie.

He quickly retrieved the glasses and poured us each a drink. He handed me my wine while his gaze devoured me hungrily.

“Cheers,” I said as I raised my glass. “To travel and adventure.”

Matt clinked my glass in toast as we looked into each other’s eyes. We each took a deep sip and then I encouraged him to join me on the bed. He sat down beside me and took another drink.

“So, did you have many adventures like this on your trip?” he asked with a playful smile

.“Actually, no,” I replied. “I was pretty focused on exploring and immersing myself in as many new experiences in new places as possible. I kept myself moving and opportunities to get friendlier with the people I met never really developed.”

Matt raised an eyebrow as he took another drink.

“But I’m happy I met you,” I continued. “I made the snap decision to answer my door naked because we seem to have good chemistry. I want to have some fun before my early flight tomorrow. If you’re down why don’t you get those clothes off and make yourself comfortable.”

Matt grinned and stood up. He set his wine down and began to undress. I grinned back at him and slid toward the head of the bed, depositing my wine on the side table and stretching myself out along the bed. I watched in delight as Matt got naked, revealing a lean body. He got onto the bed and laid down beside me. He looked me in the eyes with a wide smile and then leaned in to kiss me.

We started making out and running our hands over each other’s bodies. Matt was a great kisser and he knew how to touch a woman. His hands felt amazing as he stroked my back and caressed my ass. Our kissing became hungrier and more urgent. Matt began kissing my neck and then started working his way down my body – grazing his lips across my collar bone, down to my breasts where he teased my nipples into turgid, aching peaks, before continuing down my belly until I felt his warm breath between my legs.

I spread my legs wider and was rewarded with the feel of his tongue tracing along my pussy lips before teasing them open and licking deep inside as my juices began to flow. I sighed in delight as I enjoyed the fact that Matt was a fantastic kisser regardless of which part of my body he was savoring. After a few minutes I was dripping and yearning to be filled

.I gently reached down to Matt’s shoulders and gave him a gentle tug.

“Please come up here and fuck me,” I said softly.

Matt reluctantly pulled away from my pussy and moved up the bed, positioning himself between my legs.

“Your tongue is fantastic,” I said to him with a smile, “But I really want your cock – Now.”

Matt grinned in delight. His cock was rigid as he loomed over me, teasing me as he slid the shaft between my wet and open pussy lips, intensifying my craving to have him inside me. I was amazed I summoned the ability to verbalize my thoughts before things went any further.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked with almost desperate need.

Matt smiled and leaned over the side of the bed to grab his shorts. I watched with happiness as he extracted a condom from one of the pockets and deftly opened the package before unrolling it onto his very swollen and erect cock. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his shaft, guiding him into me. I moaned in satisfaction as he slid slowly into me, filling me until I felt his balls resting between my legs.

He began to fuck me slowly, picking up the pace as we kissed passionately. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as I arched upward, meeting his thrusts as buried himself deep inside me. We continued to fuck each other eagerly but Matt was no one-trick pony. After a few minutes he paused momentarily, his cock pulsing inside me.

“Want to get on top?” he asked with a grin.

“Sure,” I replied.

“Roll with me,” he said and then wrapped his arms around me, supporting my weight as he conducted an athletic roll on the bed.I laughed in surprise but managed to stay with him, ending up a little awkwardly on top of him, impressed that he was still inside me.

“Nice trick,” I said to him with a wide smile.

“An adapted wrestling move,” he replied with a confident grin.

I adjusted my knees so that I was straddling him comfortably and then I began to ride his cock. Matt looked up at me, playing with my breasts as I happily bounced up and down and worked my hips, savouring the feel as I controlled the rate and depth of his penetration. After a couple of minutes Matt just laid back and enjoyed the sensations, groaning in appreciation as I rode him enthusiastically. As I picked up the pace he reached down to grab my ass, thrusting up to meet me as I dropped myself onto his length.

After a few more minutes of energetic fucking Matt suggested we switch to doggy. I enthusiastically agreed, as I love being fucked from behind. I climbed off of him and got onto my hands and knees. Matt moved in behind me and I sighed as he slid himself into me again. We quickly worked ourselves up to a pounding rhythm and the room was filled the sounds of our fervent fucking – skin slapping on skin, and our intermingled moans and groans of pleasure echoing off the walls.

Matt began to fuck me with an enhanced intensity, his hands gripping my hips and pulling me onto his cock with each vigorous stroke. My moans got louder and I could feel Matt’s grip tighten as he railed me, my hands clenching the sheets as I was being driven forward with every thrust. I could hear Matt’s breath quicken as he buried himself inside me, pulling me onto his cock and holding me there. I felt him swell and pulse inside me as he came with a loud groan.

In the wake of his orgasm he slumped onto my back, covering me with kisses before he eventually pulled out and collapsed onto the mattress. I lay down beside him as we kissed and caressed each other.

After a few minutes Matt rose, giving me a lustful look. I’m sure we both would have liked to have gone for a second round but I needed to get a little sleep before my early morning flight. Matt was sharp enough to read my body language.

“That was fantastic. I’d love to keep going but I guess I should let you get some sleep,” he said.

“I had an amazing time,” I said as I smiled back at him. “Thanks for giving me a travel highlight I’ll never forget.”

Matt got dressed and then came back to the bed to give me a soft kiss.

“Wait,” I said as I got out of bed and grabbed my camera. “Can I get a photo?”

“Sure,” replied Matt.

I had him sit in the armchair in the corner of the room. As I took his photo he flashed me same grin he’d given me when I first saw him on the pool deck.

I walked him to the door, gave him one final kiss and a hug and then he was gone.

I settled back into my bed, my body still tingling from vigorous sexual stimulation. My hook-up with Matt had turned my mundane layover into an incredible memory to close out my travel adventures. My photo album of that trip includes the picture I took of him and it always makes me smile when I look at it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/p6tw7h/layover_lay_mf