My Airbnb guest (NSFW)

(This is kind of long and since it’s my first post, I wasn’t really sure what to include but I thought it was important to give the back story because that’s what made this such an amazing experience. Here goes…)

So it was late May of this year and my flatmate Alex was on this two week holiday mountain climbing in Switzerland. Before he left, he asked me if I would mind if he let out his room on Airbnb and I jokingly said no, as long as he found a hot girl to rent it to.

As of Saturday when he left, he still hadn’t had any luck. I don’t know if the price was too high or what, but he ended up leaving town without finding anybody.

We have a really sweet flat. It’s huge actually, and has this amazing view of the harbour and no matter what time of day, it’s really nice to sit out on our balcony, watching the people in sidewalk cafes or the gulls and swifts and cormorants. It faces south so we have both amazing sunrises and sunsets. A really prime location.

So on Monday I was out on the balcony enjoying a beer after work, when he texted me to say that somebody had contacted him about renting out the room for a week, and would I mind being there to give her the keys, show her the place, etc. He said she’d be showing up in a couple of hours and had seemed nice enough in their exchanges, so I said sure.

I don’t really know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t this girl. First of all, she was older than me. I’m in my early thirties and I’d say she was about 5 years older than me, though she looked very good. I mean, she didn’t look her age, and when I spoke to her, she seemed young and mature at the same time. She had shoulder length light brown hair with a little bit of blonde in it, blue eyes, freckles, still sort of tan from a short beach holiday she’d just got back from. On the short side, slim, in good shape but wearing jeans and trainers and a hoodie, so it was hard to tell what her body was really like. Tits on the small side though.

She introduced herself as Sarah and said she was here in town for 10 days to check out the city and see if she wanted to move here. She was living in London but was hoping to find a better job here, with a better salary and a laidback lifestyle. I liked listening to her talk, and I like how she looked right at me when we were talking.

I offered her a beer and we went out on the balcony to see the view and chat. She was really friendly, smiling at me and laughing a lot, and I felt like we had this really good connection. We were there on the balcony for a good long while, leaning against the railing and looking out over the harbour as the sun was setting and it was just the perfect time to be out there. I was finding myself feeling more and more attracted to her, our arms touching lightly as we stood there, drinking our beers and chatting.

After a while there was a natural lull in the conversation and I said, well, I’d better show you around the rest of the flat and took her to the bedroom.

This is Alex’s room, you’ve got a view of the harbour and this is his bathroom, and you can help yourself to anything in the kitchen. He said you’re welcome to anything he’s left in the fridge.

She just kind of smiled at me, and said it was a great flat and then she looked right at me again and asked me what my plans were for the evening. I said, well I don’t really have any plans, but if you like, we can go into town for a pint.

Yeah, she said, I’d love that, to just hang out with you and keep our conversation going.

So we ended up going out to a cosy pub in the centre that night. We didn’t stop talking, just kept joking around and talking about music we liked and places we had travelled to and cities we wanted to visit. She said she had always wanted to go to Amsterdam but had never got round to it, and I’ve been there like 10 times, so I said I’d take her there and we’d have a crazy weekend and she laughed and smiled and just looked at me, longer than you would normally make eye contact with someone.

Later on some of my friends joined us and met her, and we all ended up walking back home together. It had rained while we were in the pub, and the cobblestones were wet and the early summer night air was cool and fresh.

For the next three days, she and I hung out non-stop as I got home from work. She’d tell me what she had got up to during the day, discovering different areas of the city, and she’d ask me my opinion, like she was really seriously starting to consider moving here. And we just kept getting to know each other and finding out more about one another. We also started texting a bit during the day too.

The days were starting to get really long, and each evening stretched out ahead of us like it would never end. After a beer on the balcony, we’d ride bikes along the canal in the late evening sun to go a new pub and or grab dinner and or just walk around, me showing her the city. I even took her to a pub that real locals go to, in a kinda rough area, and she loved that we had gone somewhere a little bit off the beaten track, a little bit dangerous.

On Friday night when I got home from work she told me she wanted to invite me out to dinner, to thank me for being such a good host. I had a quick shower and she went into Alex’s room to get changed and when she came out, she was like a different person, in this short summery white dress that fit her perfectly, with her hair down and low heels. She smiled when she saw me and although I didn’t say it to her then, she looked amazing.

We went to this fairly busy bar in a different part of the city where they have these big communal tables out back and sofas and candles. I thought it would be kinda romantic but it turned out that it was packed, so we squeezed in together on a couch with some strangers. I wasn’t really sure if I should touch her or not but I kind of seemed like we were on a date and anyway, I wanted everybody to know we were together, so I put my arm around her.

We are both pretty natural friendly, and pretty soon we had made friends with everyone around us. She was easy-going and laughing all the time, and I kept looking at her and she would meet my gaze and I just felt these jolts of electricity every time it happened, having her so close to me. After a couple of drinks, we both said let’s get out of here and I followed her out of the bar and into the street. We hailed a taxi and got in and I turned to her and just kissed her right there in the taxi. Her eyes got wide and she said I wasn’t expecting that here. And I said look, I just needed to get it out of the way. She leaned in and kissed me gently at first and then more deeply, and then we both just stopped and sat quietly in the cab as we drove across the city. I realised it was the first time all week we hadn’t been talking, since that moment on the balcony the first night.

When we got home, I rather stupidly told her I was going to run downstairs to the shop for more beer, and as I was leaving, I heard her turn the water on in Alex’s shower.

When I got back, she was back out on the balcony. It was getting dark now, and the lights were coming on all around the harbour.

I came out on the balcony and put my arm around her. She smiled at me and said she really wanted to hang out more that night, but she’d had a lot to drink (even though she hadn’t) and wanted to go to sleep. She leaned over and gave me what felt very much like a good night, see you in the morning kiss on the cheek, and walked into Alex’s room and shut the door.

I was stunned. The night had been perfect, she looked beautiful and clearly had dressed like that just for me and nobody else, and I really couldn’t believe she had shut me out like that. I opened a beer and stayed on the balcony for a while, watching the lights flicker, wondering if she was doing the same from Alex’s room. Part of me wanted to go knock on her door, and part of me felt like telling her to fuck off.

The next day I woke up and showered and came out to find her on the balcony, in jeans and flip flops and that hoodie, sunglasses on and reading the paper, as though last night had never even happened.

When I came out on the balcony, she smiled at me and asked me how I had slept. I mumbled something about needing coffee and went to move towards the kitchen when she grabbed my arm.

I turned around and looked at her, still angry about how the night had ended. She looked right at me and said, I’ve been in this house almost a week, and you still haven’t finished giving me the tour.

Then she smiled up at me, sweetly and knowingly, so without saying a word, I grabbed her by the hand and led her down the hall to my room, to do to her exactly what had been on my mind since the moment she had arrived.

My room is at the back of the flat, so it’s kind of dark and doesn’t have a view of the harbour, but that did not matter. I lit a candle and sat down on the bed, pulling her over to me. She stood in front of me, just smiling, not reluctant but also not making any kind of move, so I just reached up and pulled her down to me and kissed her again, more deeply than the night before, and then just kind of pulled her onto the bed, on top of me.

She laughed as she fell onto me and from there my hands were all over her, feeling every inch of her body. Her legs were really firm and as she straddled me, I unzipped her hoodie and took it off her

I was hoping there’d be nothing under here, I said, feigning disappointment at finding her in a tiny black tank top, taking an extra second just to look up at her, on top of me, wondering how my cock would feel deep inside her. She must have known exactly what I was thinking by the look on my face and just smiled at me, and I took that as an invitation to unbutton her jeans and slide my hands inside and touch her ass. She leaned forward to kiss me, and I delighted in the sensation of having her tongue in my mouth and mine in hers, and finally having her here, in my bed.

Having her so close had made me really hard, and sitting on me the way she was, I knew she could feel it, so I kinda flipped her over so I was lying next to her, with her on her back and me on my side. Still kissing her, I slid my hand down between her legs and began to gently and firmly rub her and she let out this soft little noise of pleasure and kissed me back really hard.

Can you take these off I asked and she said yes and stood up and slipped off her jeans. I took just a second to admire her there, in her lacy black panties and tiny little black tan top, and then she got back on the bed and pulled my shirt off me, and then snuggled in next to me and started kissing me again without missing a beat.

It didn’t take long for me to have my hand back between her legs, rubbing my hand over her pussy with her legs squeezed together. I could feel how wet she was through her panties, so I slipped my hand underneath and started gently exploring that very soft and yielding part of her with my fingers, listening to her soft moans and feeling like I was going to explode.

I’m not really sure why I did this, but I slipped off my shorts really quickly and just lay there, fingering her pussy and kissing her hard, keeping her sort of trapped, with her left leg under mine.

Eventually she turned towards me a little bit and I released her, and her hands started travelling all over me, a bit hesitant at first and then with more confidence. I was still touching her between her legs and in the soft light, I could tell by the look on her face how much she was enjoying it and how much she didn’t want it to stop.

Slowly her hand made its way down my chest and my abs and she wrapped her hand around my cock. I told her how good it felt and to keep going, and she tentatively started stroking me up and down.

We went on like this for a good bit, with me totally naked and her small hand on my cock and me, with my hand down her panties, stroking her wet pussy and listening to her moaning softly as I kissed her.

Eventually she sat up and got back on top of me, this time only the sheer fabric of her underwear separating me from her.

Will you take off my top she asked and I obliged, again taking a moment to look up at this girl looking down at me, smiling and clearly loving every second of it.

So there I was underneath her, totally naked and her in her black bra and panties. She moved her hips to press her pussy against my cock for a little while, and I reached behind her and unclasped her bra and reached up to touch her breasts, which were small but nicely shaped and pulled her into me so I could kiss her.

She leaned down and whispered what do you want? And I replied you know what I want and she said, I want you to tell me what you want.

So I looked straight at her and said hoarsely, I want to be deep inside you.

From there, instead of sitting back up, she moved to kneel between my legs and slowly started working her way down, kissing me softly on the chest and on my stomach before settling down between my legs and taking the head of my rock hard cock in her mouth.

She took her time running her tongue around the head and licking me up and down, getting me nice and wet, before trying to take more of me in her mouth. I instinctively reached down and gently grabbed the back of her head to guide her up and down, controlling how she moved.

She kept sucking my cock like that for a little while and I could tell she was enjoying it, but then she stopped and motioned for me to sit up on the edge of the bed.

She sank down onto the floor in front of me, and looked up at me with her big blue eyes and started licking all around the head of my cock like it was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted and then, still gazing up at me, slowly ran her tongue up and down my shaft, before licking her lips to get them really wet and then wrapping them around the head of my cock, with each stroke moving down trying to take me in deeper every time.

I knew she was loving it, by the way her body was moving and the little soft sounds that would escape her lips every now and again, and by the way she was gently stroking my balls and every so often looking up at me, as if to say… Do you like this? Does this feel good? I love it, I love having your cock in my mouth. All I want to do is make you feel so, so good.

At this precise moment I couldn’t hold back anymore and so I stood up and she rose up to meet me, now kneeling directly in front of me and started to suck harder, like she wanted to make me come. I put my hands on her head and took control of her, helping her take me in as deep as she could. I would do this a few times and she seemed to be able to handle it at first, and then she pulled away and just use her tongue to circle the head or lick my shaft. I let her take her little break, and then when I felt it had been long enough, I pushed back into her mouth as far as she could take me, guiding her head back and forth probably a little more roughly than I should have. We went on like this for a little while, when she finally looked up at me and said I need you to be more gentle with me… I guess she wasn’t used to sucking cock like that, so I relented and let her go back to doing it her way.

By now my cock was huge and I felt like maybe I could come and I sensed that she knew it too, so she looked right up at me and said Do you want me to keep going or do you want to be inside of me?

At that point in time I honestly wasn’t sure what I wanted. Her lips and tongue felt amazing on me and she looked so hot, on her knees in front of me, with my cock sliding in and out of her little mouth, with me guiding her movements to get it just right.

The way she looked up at me, I could sense she really wanted me to be inside her but because things had escalated so quickly and because she had been reluctant the night before, I looked at her and said really directly, You know I want to fuck you but are you absolutely sure you want it? And she rose up from the floor and looked straight at me and said yes, I want you to fuck me. I really want you to fuck me right now.

I really didn’t think this was going to happen, but I am always optimistic in general, and I remembered that I had put a condom under my pillow the night before, just in case things had worked out.

I lifted it up and got it and she laughed and said you didn’t really have that under there the whole time, did you? But I could tell she thought it was funny, and as sat back down on the edge of the bed to put it on, she kneeled back down and took me in her mouth, licking me up and down and gently but firmly sucking me to make me as hard as possible. I thought maybe she was going to change her mind and keep going until I came in her mouth, but then she reluctantly moved away so I could roll on the condom.

From there things just happened so quickly. I lay down and she slipped off her panties and the she was on top of me like before, and when I was finally inside of her, it was just everything we had both been waiting for. We fucked like that for a while, with her riding me, and then she kinda pulled me over on top of her and we fucked for a while like that too. Then she asked if I would get behind her, that she really liked it that way, and so I flipped her over and pushed her legs apart and as I entered her, I pushed her head down on the bed.

I fucked her from behind for a long time, and it was really the best way for both of us, and then she just pulled away from me and said she needed a break. I pulled the condom off and lay back down on the pillow and she curled up next to me, and we went back to her stroking my cock and me stroking her pussy. After a minute or two, she leaned down, with her back to me, and took my cock in her mouth and sucked me hard until I told her I was going to come, and then exploded in her mouth. She licked my cock for a little while after I came, and then we just lay there quietly for a while, before she came back up next to me and put her hand on my chest.

It was honestly one of the most amazing mornings of my life.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/54aa0e/my_airbnb_guest_nsfw