[FM] Hotel sex: he snuck out his hotel room and secretly went to mine

This story will be a bit longer than most on this sub. When I write from memory I like to put in every detail that I remember, from small things that happened to the way things felt, sounded, smelt, etc. It is a true story from a while back which I still think about a lot ever since. If you have any advice on my writing style or English, please let me know as I’m trying to improve it.

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November 7, 2020, 15h00.

I’m bored. It’s a Saturday afternoon and I’m all alone in my flat in central Amsterdam. While social life as a student is busy during the week, it tends to get quiet on the weekends. I’m a foodie and feeling sad that restaurants have been closed for months now because of the pandemic. The only restaurants that are still open are the ones in hotels, but they can only host hotel guests. I got to a point now where i was like Fuck it, i’m booking a hotel for one night so i can at least have a nice meal cooked by a proffesional. I felt I deserved that. I knew a hotel restaurant close to me that serves a lot of yummy vegan dishes and went online to see if anything was available. It was so I booked for the same night. Lucky me, I finally gave some purpose to my boring weekend so far.

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16h30.

I just checked into the hotel and went to my room. Although I visited the restaurant many times, I never stayed in one of the rooms. I live only five minutes away so why would i? The room was small but modern and clean. It reminded me of several vacations I had before with my ex-boyfriend. There is this thing about hotel rooms that just make you horny, I believe it’s a common thing. I’ve had that before, but then there was always my boyfriend around to deal with that. Now it’s just me in this room and no one to share my horniness with. Just went here for a meal but now I feel stupid for booking a hotel room with a double bed just by myself. Luckily I have a few guys in my phone who I can call for these kinds of situations. The first one appeared to be out of town. The second I couldn’t reach at all. The third one told me he wouldn’t come over because he was seriously dating someone now. I couldn’t help but pity myself a bit. Pffff is there really no guy around for me tonight? Should I go on Tinder and hook up with a stranger? Too much hassle usually.

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18h30.

Dinner time. Yes! This is the reason I’m here anyway. I dressed up in a fancy little black dress. This was my first ‘night out’ in a long time so I went for the sexiest possible look. As I went to the restaurant I couldn’t help but look around if by chance any good looking guy was around, preferably all by himself too, just like me. Apparently my horniness was still very much influencing my feelings here and my dinner suddenly didn’t seem the most important part of my night anymore. There they were, this is perfect, there were four friends already in the restaurant having dinner. They were around my age, I was 23 at that moment, and at least two of them were handsome. Couldn’t clearly see the other two. I soon learned they were British. They were loud and possibly drunk. My joy of finding good looking guys my age soon turned to a disappointing feeling again. I thought I might be able to seduce one of them but now I’m not so sure I even want that anymore.

My thoughts wander off when I suddenly see someone staring at me from a table to my left. It was a good looking man who looked southern European and was having dinner with his also good looking wife. He had black hair, dark eyes and watched me a lot while hearing his wife talk a lot and he only says something back every now and then. They were a bit older than me, I guessed in their 30s. He was clearly into me, he couldn’t keep his eyes off. As I winked at him he turned red a little and didn’t look at me anymore for a few minutes, which I thought was cute. Since I was still horny, I started fantasizing about him while making a lot of eye contact and trying to make him clear I liked him too. He was still trying to hide me from his wife.

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20h00.

I just finished my dessert, which was amazing just like the rest of my meal. The waiter brought the check for me to sign and it was almost time for me to leave the restaurant. The hot dark haired man was still sitting there with his wife. I still wanted to not be alone tonight and he was by far my best option, but in a few minutes I had to leave the restaurant and most likely would never see him again. Then suddenly his wife got up to go to the bathroom. My heart started pounding like crazy. This is it, now or never. I got up, walked over to his table, leaned over to him and whispered in his ear “room 214” while in the meantime i gave him one of my two room key passes. I walked away toward the elevator and when I looked back I saw him checking out my ass which he had a good view of in this dress. His head was red as a tomato and he was trying to put away the keypass quickly before his wife came back.

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23h00.

I’ve been back in my room now for three hours. The guy from dinner did not come. Of course not, he is married. I’ve been brutal to try, and honestly it was a fun and hot moment during dinner and maybe just that moment was enough. Still, I was disappointed. The food had been great but I now knew for certain that going to a hotel all by myself just isn’t it for me. Next time I’d rather sleep at home. I couldn’t sleep, still way to horny as I had fantasized all evening about the guy who has my keypass to show up. I decided to masturbate to help bring my horniness down. It helped, right after orgasming i became very tired and must have fallen asleep almost right away.

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3h00.

An unknown sound wakes me up during a deep sleep. At first I didn’t even know where I was, I was too sleepy for that. I heard a deep voice “Hello, is this you?”. Suddenly I started to remember where I was and realized he did show up after all. Adrenaline started pumping through my veins and I was totally awake all of a sudden. He sat down on the bed and said “Sorry that I took so long”. He was wearing a bathrobe and his hotel slippers. I was only wearing a loose nightgown with nothing underneath. What I didn’t know at that moment, but soon came to find out that he was completely naked underneath his bathrobe too. I asked him where he was from and told me he was Italian. It was a bit awkward, he was clearly shy. He showed up but did obviously not think about his next move. We both knew he wasn’t here just to talk so I decided to break the ice by kissing him. The kissing soon became very passionate. He was a great kisser.

He ran his hand over my body, squeezing my boobs through my shirt. It turned me on like crazy and he noticed. I was laying on my back on the bed as he led his hand slide smoothly up my leg all the way to my hip. This was him discovering I was not wearing any panties. We were still kissing without any interruptions as I felt his fingers sliding across my thigh and carefully touching my pussy. I let out a sigh. He felt the wetness on the outside of my pussy and said “hmmm, you’re my little wet whore”. Although I sometimes enjoy this kind of dirty talk, it usually evolves once you get to know someone better and there’s a certain amount of trust. I didn’t know anything about this man. In a split second I decided to go along with it anyway, I was way too excited to stop him. I replied something like “Oh am I a whore? Then why don’t you use me like one..”. This triggered something in him. He flipped me over to my belly and spread my legs as he went to lay on me. The next moment I felt his warm hard cock pressing against my pussy. Oh my god this was going so fast suddenly.

I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance and helped him by arching my back turning my butt up to him. In one push he shoved his cock about halfway in my pussy. He was thick. I moaned softly. I looked back at him, giving him my naughtiest look and a little nod to confirm I was okay. He pulled out a little and in his second push he was all the way inside me. His cock wasn’t very long and did not reach my cervix, but damn he was thick… He really stretched me up. Luckily I was wet enough for this. It felt amazing and I started moaning some more. Not that he even heard that probably, because he now went in complete beast mode. He fucked me deep and fast, while I used my hands to spread my butt cheeks to give him some more space there. He moaned way louder than me and started to growl what I believe was the dirtiest stuff you can imagine, but I couldn’t understand any of it because it was all in Italian. Then with one last hard push as deep as he could reach into me I felt his cock starting pulsing and his warm load filling me up. He moaned so loud I think at least three other rooms must have heard him.

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3h05.

Yes, you’re reading this right. Only about five minutes went by since he entered my room. Here I lay underneath this hot unknown guy, I don’t even know his name but he just came in me. It was hot, but I was disappointed he lasted this short. He must have fucked me for just one minute, maybe even less. I went to the bathroom to clean up while he waited in the room. I was afraid he would immediately go back to his own room now. Maybe that was my own fault, after all I suggested him to use me like a whore. For me that was just dirty talk but maybe he misinterpreted. Also I felt stupid because we didn’t use a condom, which is not someting I’m proud of. But hey I’m only human too and we did not have access to a condom so this was the best alternative. I did an STD test shortly after and luckily everything was fine. After I cleaned up and went back to the bed, he went to the bathroom by himself. After that he sat down with me again.

Now that the beast was tamed, the awkwardness was back. We had the birth control talk at this moment, too late obviously. I told him I was using the pill and he was understandably very relieved about that. We chatted some more and managed to relax a little, which was nice. I learned that his name was Stefano, he was 36 and had been married for 12 years and never cheated on his wife before. Somehow that flattered me, but at the same time it made me feel a bit guilty. He told me that my straightforwardness during dinner pushed him over the edge of cheating. The winking and especially me whispering my room number to him drove him mad. He told me he has been hard ever since. Maybe this explains him wanting to fuck me without any foreplay and lasting so short. Anyway, here I was still hoping he might help me orgasm too, because right now we were only talking while I was still horny as hell. I decided I should just be straightforward again, since he apparently liked that in me. I asked him if he was tired or still wanted to help me out. To make clear what I meant with that, at the same time I undid my nightgown and now layed down fully naked next to him while leaning a bit on one side.

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3h30.

This was the first time he saw me naked, because during that first fuck he only lifted up my nightgown a little so he could enter me. He clearly liked it and immediately started feeling me up again. He complimented me on my boobs and flat belly while he squeezed them and passionately our tongues found each other again. My nipples got hard and as he carefully stroked them I couldn’t help but moan a little. He now kissed his way down below, licking my boobs and slightly sucking on my nipples. His hand found his way back to my pussy again and he was very softly rubbing my clit.

What I wanted most now was to be eaten out by this guy, which was actually what I fantasized about earlier that night when I masturbated. I asked him “Stefano, do you ever lick a pussy after you’ve already just fucked it?” He got the message and went between my legs with his head, first admiring my pussy and then digging in there. He first licked it all the way up and down and then started to narrow in around my clit. In the meanwhile both his hands were still playing with my nipples and it was driving me wild. I could tell he was experienced, he really knew how to satisfy me down there. I was extremely wet and while licking my clit he pushed in two of his fingers. He was now fingerfucking me while licking my clit and rubbing my nipple at the same time. This was amazing and I was so glad I asked him to go down on me. I felt a wave through my entire body, started to tremble as he slowly but surely continued at a steady pace. This was it for me. I couldn’t hold back anymore and I had the most amazing orgasm while I screamed it out and my legs started shaking.

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3h40.

He sat up, wiped some of my pussyjuices out of his face and smirked proudly because of what he just achieved. I thanked him and told him his oral game was really good. He loved to hear that and as he laid down next to me to recover from his efforts, his bathrobe was hanging loose. I now saw his lovely cock for the first time, since he didn’t bring any underwear to my room. He had his eyes closed for a moment and when they opened up and realized I was staring at his fully erect cock he somehow tried to cover it up again. I said “there’s no need for that, it’s beautiful” as I grabbed his cock and leaned over him. After what he just did to me he definitely deserved some more. Plus I was really horny still and with the awkwardness gone I was not ready to go asleep just yet. We started kissing again and I could taste myself in his mouth. I didn’t mind, I enjoyed kissing this hot stranger.

It was fun kissing him and gently stroking his cock, but as I like giving oral as much as receiving it, I quickly made my way down and began to kiss the head of his cock. It looked even thicker than I imagined it when feeling it inside me. He had some trimmed pubes and all in all looked very clean and well taken care of. Now it was my time to take care of him and I let his cock slide in between my lips slowly while massaging his balls a bit. I looked up to him with my big eyes and tried to look as innocent as possible to drive him crazy again. It worked. He ran his hands through my hair and starten to breathe heavily. I moved my head quicker and further over his cock and also started sucking harder a bit to make him feel it even better. He moaned louder and looked like he was about to cum. I didn’t want that yet, so I stopped blowing him and sat up.

He looked a bit confused that I just stopped my effort. But I had a good reason. Sucking his cock made me really horny again and I was desperate to feel his cock somewhere else again. He was still laying there with his very hard cock waiting for what would happen when I repositioned myself with my knees on both sides of him. I was sitting upright on top of him and he seized the opportunity to finger me. “Wow Lotte you’re so wet again. You need to be fucked again hah?” he said when I could do nothing but moan a bit. As soon as he stopped fingering me I sat down on his cock and let it slide all the way in again. “Yesss” I moaned, “I need it again”. It felt amazing, he filled me right up even more so than the first time we fucked. I moved slowly up and down a bit but let his cock stay inside me really deep most of the time. I grinded back and forth on him which really stimulated my clit and it was just perfect for me.

He started playing with my nipples again which drove me even wilder. I leaned forward, my tits were now dangling in front of his face and he took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. I felt his hands squeezing my ass cheeks and one of his fingers exploring my asshole a bit. I don’t know what he was up to but I guided his hand back to my nipple and he didn’t try again. I was wet as an ocean and we could both not only feel but also hear that. His cock splashes in and out as I moved my hips further up now so that he would go from almost out of me to deeply in. His nipple play in combination with this position which was perfect stimulation for me drove me over the edge now and I came once again and this time very loudly. “Yessss Stefano” I screamed out, still wondering up to now how many guests must have heard that. This orgasm was different from the oral he gave me, it had a longer build up and I was probably the wettest I’ve ever been.

I realized I just came a second time, but when he almost came from me blowing him I stopped. That made me feel a bit guilty so I decided to let him have whatever he wanted now. I assumed it would be doggystyle as that’s usually what guys choose in my experience, but he wanted me to go down on him again. We moved a bit to the side of the bed because where I had just ridden him the bed was now really wet and messy. He sat up straight on the bed and sat on the floor of the room on my knees in front of him. His legs were spread and I sat in between them.

I didn’t want to tease him anymore now and went straight to where we left off earlier. Taking his cock deep in my mouth and moving my head up and down to let my lips slide all the way across his thick shaft. I tasted my own pussy all over him and although I’m usually not a fan of that it did work as an extra lube so I could blow him pretty wild without any problems. He loved it. He squeezed one of my tits and called me his perfect little whore again. Then he took my head with both hands and started to push me down even further on his cock. I felt him ramming it against my throat and felt like I couldn’t breathe for a second. As a reflex I teared up a little. I looked up to him and he was going beastmode again like he did earlier, this time using my head and dictating the rhythm of the blowjob.

I had never had anyone do this before and although I was shocked a little in the beginning I liked the way it was giving him the pleasure he was graving. I heard him moan Italian stuff again and I recognized that from before. It was a sign. The next moment I felt a warm sticky shot spray in my throat as he held my head as deep down as he could. Another pulse came out, and another. I tried swallowing it all away directly but had to cough a little. He then let go of my head and started to calm down a bit. I was relieved that I could properly breathe again and noticed some of his cum actually leaked out and was on my chin. He laughed at that and sat there with his smirky look. “Don’t laugh at me” I said jokingly and I took the cum of my chin with my finger and waved it in front of his face before I eventually licked it off and swallowed the last bit of his load. He complimented me on being such a good girl.

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4h00.

We were in the bathroom, this time together. Both satisfied now but also tired and he started to worry a bit about going back to his own room. He showered to get rid of my smell. He said he didn’t think of an excuse yet for leaving his room for over an hour. We chatted a bit about that and some completely random other stuff like what the weather would be like next day. He then left my room and I was ready to go back to sleep.

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9h30.

Breakfast is till 10 but I’m still in my room. I’m afraid I will run into Stefano and his wife during the breakfast and that it would be awkward as hell. I went to the restaurant anyway and carefully checked if I saw them. No, they are not here. Good. I gathered a quick breakfast and took it back to my room. I eventually left the hotel quickly and sneakily. I was scared to death I’d bump into them. We did not exchange any contact information, so I never heard or saw Stefano again. But this sexual experience has been one of the most exciting in my life and I still masturbate to the memories of it a lot.

Also I regret now not asking for his phone number so that who knows we can maybe meet some time again. Maybe he doesn’t want to but hey, a girl can have her dreams, right? So although this is an extreme long shot with close to zero percent chance of success: Are you or do you know a Stefano (I don’t know a last name) from Turin who is now 37 years old and was in Amsterdam in November 2020? Please message me.

Love, Lotte

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pkcedh/fm_hotel_sex_he_snuck_out_his_hotel_room_and