Been wanting to tell this series of stories for a while, and it’s still on going. I’m 22 M. Pretty average guy, senior in university. Not exactly a greek god in the looks department and still working on losing weight, but after going through a messy breakup in October, I’ve been having more of a “hoe phase” than I could have ever imagined as a teen. I was always the chubby kid who sucked with women, but I guess being in a relationship, getting in better shape, and college changed a lot for me.
Anyways, my story starts in October. Was feeling pretty down after splitting with my ex very recently. I’d been sex deprived for a while by then. I didn’t think it would really work, but I started messaging classifieds on Doublelist.
One called for a someone to come meet up with a guy and his wife in a hotel in a nearby city. I sent out my usual blurb and a picture of me. Surprisingly, he messaged me back pretty fast. They were in their 30s and latino. He sent me a picture of his wife: she was petite, curly-haired, a little chubby, but was all around very sexy.
They said they wanted me to come out that evening, and I agreed. They were about a 25 minute drive, but I was horny enough that I would’ve driven an hour. We also exchanged screenshots of our clean STD tests, and he said her tubes were tied, so I could fuck her raw and cum in her. Maybe not the wisest, but at that point I was thinking with my dick and put 7th grade sex ed to the side.
I was waiting for a while with no response. 2am rolled around and I decided to call it a night, but just then they texted me, apologizing for the wait, and sent me the address to the hotel. At that point, I threw my pants back on, and hopped in my car.
I was super nervous driving there and shaking a bit, but my depressed horniness gave me the will to push on. Soon enough, I arrived at a little traveller’s hotel off of the I-10. I waited by the elevator a bit for the guy, hoping I wasn’t about to get flaked on. Luckily, he showed up with a big grin on his face, shaking my hand as he exited the elevator
“Sorry man, I was busy getting her warmed up for you!”
That made me feel at ease right away, and got me going.
We made small talk as we headed to their room. He and his kids (who were asleep in another room I presume) travelled down here every month or so on business and to visit family, and they enjoyed inviting guys over every now and then.
We got to their room, and he introduced me to his wife. She shook my hand and said I was cute. We got right to it, her pulling me onto the bed and caressing my body. She didn’t wanna be kissed, so I opted to start feeling her up.
We pulled off our clothes. I guess she was a bit insecure about her stomach area, so she opted to keep her shirt on, but pulled her tits out of her tank top and let me play with and suck on them. Wasn’t about to argue with that. They were small but perky with big, dark nipples.
She could tell I was still a bit nervous, which I was, as this was the first other woman I’ve been with after 2 years. She took charge a little and guided my hand to her pussy, which was already slick with her wetness. I rubbed her clit a bit and stuck my fingers in. She made these cute little moans, which only made me harder. At the same time, she started to stroke me.
Soon enough, she wanted a taste of me, and had me lie down on the bed. Right away, she took my cock in her mouth. Her specialty was going crazy on my head while twisting her hands around my shaft. God, I wanted to cum in her mouth right there, but I knew this wasn’t even the main course yet, so I held off.
I flipped her over a little and ate her pussy for a few minutes, but by then, she was begging for me to fuck her, so of course I obliged.
My ex was a bigger girl, so it was a bit awkward positioning myself at first with such a petite woman, but I found my rhythm fast. We started in missionary. She braced her hands on my chest, and I began thrusting deep into her. Her husband was watching with amusement in the corner, stroking his dick lightly.
She was incredibly warm and soooo wet. It made the sound. You know, the “stirring macaroni” sound, which only turned me on more. She was looking in my eyes and saying “fuck me just like that” and “harder”.
After, she rode me for a bit, grinding and bouncing that jiggly ass on my cock. I grabbed her hips and began to drive myself deeper into her, causing her to moan even louder. She was moaning something in Spanish too, which was super hot to me.
Eventually she was back with her legs in the air, knees by her head, allowing me even deeper access. Her husband jumped in, popping his cock in her mouth as I pumped her pussy. As she got spit roasted by us, she moaned louder, albeit muffled by a mouth full of man-meat. What really drove us crazy, though, was when her husband pulled her legs back to her head for me. God, the scene still replays in my head, it’s good wank material.
Eventually, we were getting tired and I was getting close. She put herself face down ass up, exposing and spreading open her dark pussy lips for me. I, of course, slid in, grabbed her hips, and began pounding, getting closer and closer.
Her thick yet petite ass clapped loudly, accompanied by the sloshing of me ravaging her soaked pussy. At this point my entire groin area and the sheets were soaked with sweat and her juices.
Finally, we ended up in the “prone bone” position, with me kneeling over her ass as I held on to her and thrusted. I knew this was it, and she begged for me to cum in her pussy. She gave me a squeeze with her Kegel muscles, and that did me in. I shot rope after rope in her as she said “fill me up baby” over and over. A little stream ran down her crack as I pulled out, and I fell back in content exhaustion.
After cleaning up, I shook their hands and went on my merry way. It was like 4AM and I was exhausted, but very satisfied. Little did I know this would be the first of many experiences I’d have in the next few months, which I’ll share in subsequent posts. Hope you enjoyed!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sxf3yo/mfm_the_postbreakup_hoe_phase_part_1_hotel_room