What is it about hotel rooms? I can feel my pussy tingle as I stand at the front desk, waiting to be checked in. I can already tell that my panties will be soaked by the time I get to the room. I’ve gotten away again, another night to myself in the hotel room, with just my toys to keep me company.
After a hot shower and a fresh shave, my pussy is desperate for attention. I lay back on the bed with my legs spread. I imagine you watching as I finger myself slowly. My pussy juices drip and glisten on my fingers. Do you want to taste me? My clit swells at the thought of your face buried between my legs, lapping and sucking until I wrap my legs around your head and cry out in pleasure. It almost makes me cum instantly.
I reach over and find a vibrator. The buzzing might be loud enough for a passing hotel patron to hear. Good. I roll the toy back and forth across my sensitive clit, careful not to climax but enjoying the urge. I have to stop before I lose control.
Which dildo should I use? I have a few favorites but tonight, I need a big one. My pussy needs to be stretched. But first, I want to suck it. I slide the head into my mouth and glide my tongue along the underside. I lick the shaft up and down before sliding the full toy dick into my mouth. In and out of my mouth, pushing as deep as I can in an attempt to take all of the thick member. Once it’s wet with my saliva, I climb up on top and part my pussy lips with the head. My pussy slides down the dildo greedily, engulfing it into my warm, wet hole. I moan as it impales me. I start to slowly ride the dick, wishing it was real.
I can see myself in the closet mirror. My tits look fantastic as I start to bounce faster. I toss my head back and grind my hips, grunting more. I’m so built up and can feel the orgasm rising. I close my eyes and let out another moan as it overtakes me. I’m sure my noises can be heard from the hall as I cum, but I’m not concerned. I hope it has a good effect on another lonely visitor.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zysznk/another_night_in_a_hotel_room_f
Beautifully written, and I love the premise and how descriptive you are. There’s something about hotels that just provides such a good basis for a sexual experience, whether it be solo or with a partner.
I love your story
Far more eloquent than I could have made it, but we share this experience almost act for act every time I stay in a hotel. I always wonder about the people passing by and secretly hope they stop and listen for a moment or two. I will admit to being a little more enthusiastic when I hear evidence of people in the hall.