I turned a family home into my sex house [MF]

A bit about me to create a back story, I work as a hotel receptionist. I often work nights and long hours meaning that my weekly free time is cut to a bare minimum. I live with my parents still but every month I attempt to break free and get a place of my own. With every month that passes I just say “Better luck next month”

In a better attempt to create and image of me. I’m not skinny, but I’m not fat, curvy or cuddly I think the term is, long brunette boob length hair. 36DD boobs. UK size, should you need to convert. Always shaved from chest to toe. If you want to know anything else specifically about my looks then please do ask. I’m also 25.

I live with my parents, so any opportunity to literally have my own freedom and independents is often thrown out of the window as one of my parents is always home. So, having an active Tinder profile for a week, I’ve turned this family abode into my own brothel.

Every night this week I’ve had a new man over, the company was amazing. All of them stayed the night. We ate dinner, we watched film, we fucked and then they left after breakfast. The following day would be fishing for another partner. Sure, it was a quick turn around of men. Sure I feel like a slut. But it’s something I needed to get out of my system. The only rooms that were off limits we’re the two kids rooms. I’m a slut but I’m not creepy. But other than that I’ve literally explored every possible room in this house. I don’t want to leave. It’s been amazing and a long time coming. I gotta spend today ensuring that the place is immaculate.

I would only meet one of these men again, we’ll call him A. All the other men that I met with this week just didn’t quite cut it. No company and the sex was sub par.

A came round Wednesday night. It was about 6/7 PM when he arrived straight from work. He knocked on the door in a tailor fitting navy blue suit. He bought a Chinese with him and we sat down at the dinner table and got to know each other, he was funny. Relaxed and downright adorable. I washed up and he stood there drinking a glass of wine, part of me actually felt like – we were already in some sort of relationship as he was telling me about my day. Strange!

It was about 9pm when we sat down and threw on Netflix. Both of us knew what the evening was going to bring but neither of us made a move any time soon. But I was getting antsy and a little bit drunk. So after the third episode of some weird zombie show we put on I slipped down into the floor.

I knelt on the floor in between his legs, reaching up and zipping down his pants and slipped my hand into his boxers, pulling his cock out in one fell swoop. It was average size I would say. Straight and clean. From what I could see in the TV lit room. I leaned over and took him into my mouth. His head leaned back on the couch as I looked “doefully” up at him. Gently sucking on him. This was my third man that week but. He was different, he was kind, I got “Virgin” vibes from him but I’m sure he wasn’t!. I sucked and licked him for a good 15 minutes, before the jaw ache was unbearable. With one final lick up his shaft I pulled myself up off the floor.

Putting my hands onto his chest I climbed up and straddled him. Sitting on his knees momentarily I fished for a condom from inside my bra, slipping it gently over his cock. Once it was applied and me still facing him I slowly sank down onto him and pushed his cock inside me. I was wet, I had been wet the majority of the day.

There I was, bouncing up and down on his cock. He didn’t cum, I didn’t cum. We just got lost in each other. He took off my top, I unbuttoned his shirt. Lustfully just fucking each other on the family couch. My hands explored his chest as both his made their way up my stomach to explore the small gap between the fabric of my bra and boobs, gently squeezing and fondling them. The position was uncomfortable but him as he tried with all his might to not bend his wrist too much. After a few minutes I pitied his attempts before reaching back and unhooking my bra, allowing my boobs freedom to hang within reach right in front of him.

All through this, I didn’t stop bouncing up and down on his dick.

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**I have to clean the house today, I might write a part 2 later**

Jessica

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bczw70/i_turned_a_family_home_into_my_sex_house_mf