Reposting an old story of my AirBnBJ [MF]

I feel like this sub has gotten a lot bigger in the past year, so I thought I’d repost some of my older stories so that new people would get a chance to read them. Because, let’s be honest, the whole point of posting is that it’s super hot to know people are turned on hearing about experiences I’ve had.

Anyways, this one happened a couple of winters ago. Here’s the repost:

I had two great experiences while I was home for the holidays. I’ll write about the other one soon. I’m 35, male. Reasonably attractive, with a big bushy beard for the winter.

While back in town, I get together with old friends, like anyone else. But ever since I moved away, I feel like a bit of a star when I come back to town. There’s always old girlfriends, or former FWB’s that want to get together, and I’m obviously happy to see them all. It’s always a good fucking week.

One night I was scheduled to see an old girlfriend. The most serious relationship I’ve ever had. And it just so happened that she’s also one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever been with. Still fucking gorgeous. She lives in another country now, but we were both home for the holidays, both staying with our respective parents.

So that we could have some privacy, I booked us an AirBnB. It was the first time I’ve used the service and it was great. Super cheap. Nice place with lots of room, and it even had a hot tub outside that we could use.

I’ll fast forward a bit to get to the point. She comes over. We have a nice evening catching up. But nothing happened. We didn’t even kiss. It was good to see her, but she left and I felt frustrated and disappointed.

I finished the bottle of wine we had been sharing and sulked. Eventually I decided I need to make use of the hot tub. So I grabbed the second bottle of wine, changed, and hurried out through the snow to the back yard.

I sat relaxing in the tub, drinking wine. After about 10 minutes, I was startled by the back door of the main house. My AirBnB was a basement apartment, and the owners lived upstairs.

So out comes a girl from the backyard. I was sitting in the dark and I don’t think she saw me until she was only a few feet from the tub, so she was startled too.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I didn’t think anyone was home.”

She was in her bathing suit, obviously out to use the tub too. She couldn’t have been older than 21 or 22. She had jet black hair, stood about 5’2, and had a young, slightly curvy body. Definitely not fat, by any definition, but soft and with big round tits.

“Oh, I didn’t know the apartment was rented. Sorry, I’ll go.”

“Okay, but you’re welcome to join me if you want.”

I could see her consider it for a second, but she was already standing in the cold for a minute or two, and obviously freezing — made evident by her feet dancing up and down in the snow, and her increasingly obvious nipples hardening beneath her bikini top.

So she jumped in the hot tub with me, and we began to talk. She was home from university for the holidays, bored and desperately waiting to go back. She was very intrigued when I started talking about myself. I have a pretty interesting job as a writer, and she took a keen interest.

Obviously I offered her some wine, but I only had the one glass with me. She decided she’d run in to get another glass, but was dreading getting out and back into the snow.

She mustered up the courage and I watched her ass as she got out of the tub. Her bikini bottom clung tightly to her nice round butt.

She went in and hurried back, running through the snow. She brought back a glass and another half bottle of wine. When she jumped into the tub, she kind of slid and lost her footing, sending her falling into me. Instead of getting up, she sort of melted into me shivering.

“Oh my god, I’m fucking freezing.”

I took the hint and wrapped my arms around her as she shivered. I held her tight and wondered if she could feel my cock begin to harden. I rubbed her back and she buried her face into me.

“I love your beard,” she said as she pulled her head back. She ran her hand through it, and just when I was about to lean in to kiss her, she broke our embrace and settled back into her own seat, pouring some wine.

The moment passed, but clearly the dynamic had changed. We drank and talked some more. She had her feet in my lap, and I gently stroked and massaged her legs.

“That feels really good,” she said.

With that encouragement, I rubbed her feet and legs more, using a bit more pressure. A minute or two more passed wordlessly, and then she slid over and sat between my legs, facing away from me.

“Now do my shoulders,” she pleaded.

I was happy to comply. I rubbed and she moaned. I worked her shoulders, and traced my hands down her back.

“Here, let me help,” she said as she reached behind her and unclasped her bikini top, putting it beside us on the edge of the tub.

I didn’t move too fast, and continued to run my fingers on her now bare back. I moved back up to her shoulders and she leaned back into me. There was no hiding my rock hard cock, now pressed firmly against her back. I reached around and cupped her breasts. So fucking young and perky. So big. They were at least Ds. I cupped them and squeezed gently. She moaned out and wiggled her butt against my dick. I rolled her nipples in my fingers and started kissing her shoulders and neck.

After a few more minutes messaging her tits, she turned around to face me. She smiled and giggled.

“Thank you. That was the best massage I’ve had in a while. I guess it’s your turn. Sit up on the edge,” she ordered.

I did as I was told, and stood to sit on the ledge. But before I could sit back down, she said, “Wait.” She reached up and pulled down my bathing suit, and my cock sprang out into the cold winter air. I was so hard I was throbbing. This night of disappointed turned around. Me there naked in the moon light, in front of this super young, hot girl who I had just met a half hour ago.

I sat back down and she positioned herself in between my legs.

“You’re fucking big,” she grinned. She took it in her hand and licked it from the base to the tip. “I don’t know if I can fit you in my mouth.”

But she did. She took me as far as she could and then slowly, so slowly, rose back up off of it. She looked up at me and was beaming. She was enjoying this as much as I was.

Started started stroking my cock near the base, and taking the head in her mouth. Her hand and her mouth worked in rhythm together, starting slow and building speed, up and down on my cock.

She’d stop and run her tongue up the length. She’d take it and rub the head against her lips. And then she’d go back to work with her hand and mouth together. Each time working it a little faster. A littler deeper down her throat.

Break again, tongue on shaft again. This time she even slapped it against her tongue. Slapped it against her cheek.

Back in her mouth. Her head and her hand working harder. Faster. I gave her the standard warning.

“I’m going to fucking cum.”

Like a good girl, she didn’t back away, she increased her efforts. Up and down, faster and faster, until I reached down and took her head with both my hands. I forced my cock deep down her throat and held her there tight. I shot rope after rope of cum in to her mouth. I cried out and kept cumming. I had let go of her head, but she stayed down on my cock, and even had her hand on my balls, squeezing them gently. It was as if she was trying to milk every bit of cum from me. And I cooperated by filling her fucking mouth.

She came up off my cock and I saw her pause for a second and then take a big swallow.

“Holy fuck,” she said breathlessly. “That was a lot of cum.”

I slid down back into the tub and we kissed for the first time. We’d finish the wine. I played with her pussy and made her cum. And eventually I returned to the apartment and went to bed.

Needless to say, I will be writing them a great AirBnB review.

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