Author: anothernotchinthebed

[FM] All tied up, Peter round 4

“I’m going to tease you so bad, you’ll learn to never tease me again,” Peter whispered in my ear as he wrapped the tape around my head. God damn, that accent still gets me.

“Can you see anything?”

“No.”

“Good.”

I was back to New York again and hadn’t seen Peter in several months, but we’d been in frequent contact. As much as we like to fuck each other, we also like to hear about the other fucking others. He’d regaled me of his conquests and had even selected a Reddit suitor for me in another city on my travels. But Peter was slightly irritated with me, and he was going to make me pay for it in the best way.

He’s not used to not getting his way. And I’m not like most women. But when he showed up, in my hotel and found me in the lingerie purchased just for him, he started the most intense and prolonged period of foreplay I’d ever experienced, starting with standing in front of the open hotel window facing Manhattan, hands by my side and forced to listen to his “preparation”. I could discern some of the sounds: heavy metal placed on the stone-topped nightstand, the clang of lighter metal. Equally, there was just as much I couldn’t make out, and figured at one point he was probably just doing it for dramatic effect. When he removed the tape later, I changed my mind about that given the sheer volume of toys and accessories he’d arranged. Read more »

The doctor will see you now [FM]

I found myself in Chicago for work for a few days. I am active enough on the dirty subs to know it wouldn’t be hard for me to find fun while traveling there. Apparently tons of physicians were descending on town that week, many of whom were thirsty for sex. I ended up connecting early on with one who fit my general interests and with whom I seemed to have good sexual chemistry.

We agreed to meet at the bar in my hotel, 8PM. I kept on my work attire from earlier in the day: a black wrap dress and black patent heels. I spotted him easily as I walked across the hotel lobby. He stood and hugged me when I got there, and I perched myself on the stool next to him, crossing my legs and ensuring the dress parted enough to reveal more of my thigh than would have been appropriate in a business setting. As we both got comfortable, the touching started: a graze on the leg, and then my hand moving further up his to the point where I could feel his cock with the tip of my finger. We closed out the check quickly and headed upstairs. Read more »

[FM] Sent back to work wearing cum – Peter, round 3

Another trip to New York. Another week where our schedules didn’t align for evening play. I wanted to see him. I was willing to sneak away from work mid-day to make it happen. I’d given him rules though: behave yourself so I don’t have to fix my hair and makeup much to go back to work.

Before we met for the first time, we’d discussed lingerie. I told him to send me pictures of the type of stuff he liked. Given his dominant nature, unsurprising that nearly everything looked like a harness. A few days after, I bought something I thought he’d like: blue lace with black straps crossing my chest, shoulders, and hips. It fit me well. It looked hot. It didn’t arrive in time for our first meeting, and I forgot to pack it for the second. I made sure it made it in my bag this trip.

I snuck out of the office before our agreed upon meeting time to get back to the hotel to get ready for Peter. I wanted time to get the lingerie on and make sure I looked good for him. When I got to my room, I slipped it on. He was still 10 mins out, so I whipped out my laptop and banged out a few more emails. I must have looked ridiculous sitting at the desk in nothing but this lingerie working away. Read more »

[FM] “Good girl” – Peter round 2, part 2

He’s just dropped to the bed after cumming all over my chest and face. I check the time. 45 minutes left before I need to be in the shower to get ready for work. I wipe the cum from my face and lick it off my fingers. I rolled my head into his chest, and Peter throws his arm around me, still trying to catch his breath after [round 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bp56au/the_very_special_relationship_peter_round_2_part/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app).

We make small talk. This is when I throw out my likely travel to London this summer and he titles my inevitable RAOMD post that will go up then. But I have 45 minutes, and I want more of his cock.

I start running my hand along his chest, down over his hips. Close but not touching his still recovering cock. That doesn’t last long. I need to feel him again and watch him respond to my touch. I lightly brush my fingers up and down his shaft. Peter starts twitching in response. I reposition myself between his legs. Read more »

The very special relationship (Peter: round 2, part 1) [FM]

You can blame him for the cheesy title. He said it to me while we were lying naked in a post-coital haze, and I had just told him I’d likely be in London later this summer. “Can’t wait for the London post – ‘The very special relationship,’” he said. I caught his eye initially with a [cleverly titled RAOMD post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bh7qa3/fucking_a_hot_brit_m_in_my_manhattan_hotel_room/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app), and this was the second time we were getting together.

Our schedules didn’t align the two evenings I was in town. When he proposed a morning tryst, I blocked my calendar and eagerly awaited the final morning of the trip. He instructed me to be showered and in nothing but a towel or robe when he arrived. Ever the rule follower, I complied. The clock passed 7:30, his planned arrival time. I was a ball of nervous sexual energy, my pussy throbbing already.

When I heard the knock at the door, I jumped up to answer. I pulled it open to find him dressed for work: slacks, button down, blazer, trench coat. He breezed past me into the room with a casual “hello”. I shut the door and a bit flustered, turned to face him. He quickly turned back around and moved quickly on me, pushing me roughly against the door. His mouth on me, his hands on my body and finding my pussy. I was instantly overwhelmed, every nerve ending firing in reaction to his touch. Read more »

How my [F] FWB [M] picked out and used a butt plug on me for the first time

We’ll call him Jake.

I responded to Jake’s RAOMD post, and we had been hooking up regularly since. We lived in different cities but each traveled to the other’s pretty frequently for work. It was his turn as the visitor, and he’d asked if he could come early and stay with me. Naturally, I obliged.

Jake had carefully and consistently pushed my sexual boundaries over the last four months. He had introduced me to new toys already (the magic wand and bed straps). Somehow in planning his current visit, we started discussing new toys. And that maybe part of the trip should be to a sex shop.

He arrived, and we confirmed our plans for the night – sex shop, food, fucking. I was getting ready to leave when he walked out of my guest room naked. “Want a first round before we go?”

Duh.

I started peeling off my clothes. A minute later, I was on my back on the bed, and Jake was working his mouth down my body. He landed his tongue on my clit and follows that up with his fingers in my already wet pussy. Read more »

[F]ucking a hot Brit [M] in my Manhattan hotel room

We’ll call him Peter.

Peter responded to a cleverly titled post of mine on RAOMD. By his response, I gathered he was witty, fun, experienced, and safe (let’s be honest – this requirement is paramount for actually being able to have fun with someone).

We chatted for a week or so before I was due in New York. We delved into our respective sexual experiences, and I found myself on the receiving end of several sets of instructions to follow from him. He’s a natural dom, and I was surprised that I enjoyed completing the tasks he’d given me – the hottest of which was to capture on video trying to make myself squirt.

The night I was arriving, I was supposed to meet another friend for drinks and fun. However, Peter convinced me to meet him first. At minimum, it would give us a chance to establish a personal connection in person, and if things went well, he planned to send me on my date wearing his cum. Read more »

[FM] One night in Vegas

I frequently play on RAOMD under a separate posting account. I’ve been told several times that I should post the stories of my fun with the men of Reddit. So here we are. Buckle up. It’s a wild ride.

This was not my first. I’d had several months of success from Reddit, and had a chance to travel to Vegas for work for a few days. I made a post the week prior with the dates of my stay, a description of me, generally what I was interested in (pretty much everything), and a description of the guy I was looking for. As typical, a hundred replies later, I found myself clicking with a guy who would overlap my trip. We made plans to meet the next week.

The next week we made plans to meet in the casino lounge of his hotel. I arrived first, ordered a drink, and strategically placed myself to maximize how much of my cleavage and legs he would see when he arrived. When he got there, we shared a quick hug and settled in on the couch, hands quickly starting to explore the other’s body. He downed his drink fast and ordered another. With confirmation that he was as turned on as he said (his cock now completely hard and bulging against his pants), we decided to head upstairs quickly before drink #2 was finished. Read more »