Author: FayePhoenix2

I love to travel and have done several solo backpacking trips. I normally stay in communal hostel dorm rooms, as it keeps the budget down and is a good way to meet people. The only problem with this is, I have a very high sex drive and this environment doesn’t give me the opportunity to masturbate as much as I would normally! On my last trip I got in to the habit of playing with myself regularly anyway, and just getting very good at being subtle about it. Sometimes it’s extra tricky, as the bunk beds shake around or even squeak with the slightest of movements. I would start very slow and gently, running my finger back and forth over my clit, just ever so delicately exploring my pussy. Under the covers of course, so no one could see what I was doing. The thrill of being surrounded by others in the room of course adds to the excitement and before long I would be soaking wet. At this point, every fiber in my body wants my fingers to start moving faster and for my hips to start rolling and grinding in rhythm. But, I know if I do this, the bunk bed will start shaking and making noise and everyone I’m sharing with will know what I’m up to! So instead, I force myself to keep my body still and keep my fingers stroking my clit with the same slow, light movements. The tension builds to an unbearable level, it’s honestly near impossible not to move and make noise. I am so turned on and close to cumming, I know it would only take a few seconds of quick movements with my fingers and I would be exploding my wetness all over my sheets, but even those few seconds would give me away. So instead, I kept on with the incredibly slow and careful movements, and this has me edging, staying right on the cusp of orgasming. It is so intense, and when finally I do cum (still being careful not to move or make a sound) it is probably the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. Waves of pleasure washing over my whole body, tingling stretching right down in to my toes, absolutely other worldly bliss. I have tried to repeat this experience at home but never managed! When I get to the edging stage, I don’t have the will power to hold back and always end up flicking my fingers quickly right at the end and having a normal orgasm. It is only when I have the motivation of knowing I’m surrounded by others and can’t get caught, that I am able to control myself like that! I also have a few hostel dorm room sex stories, where I’ve hooked up with someone else… but then I was much less subtle! Well save them for another time!

I was working in a bar when I met Natasha, one of my fellow barmaids, we clicked instantly and soon became friends. She was a similar age to me, very petite – made me feel tall and I’m only 5ft4 – with long blonde hair and an amazing smile.

One night a couple in the bar got in to a heated argument and stormed out, cutting their night short. The thing is, they had just ordered and already paid for a bottle of champagne! I got Natasha alone and let her know that there was an unused but already paid for bottle, and that her and I should enjoy it! Being a little more cautious than I about it, she said we should leave it a while longer before drinking, in case they came back for it… but she didn’t take too much convincing, and before long we were diving in! Read more »

Last year I went to Rio for carnival, it was amazing, thousands of beautiful people partying in the streets, wearing next to nothing and all hooking up. On our first day out, I was dressed in tiny gold hot pants and a matching boob tube. Every 5 minutes some topless stud was coming up to me and asking if he could kiss me!

That afternoon the heavens opened and absolute torrential rain began to pore down on us. Me and my girl friends ducked in to a doorway for shelter, but we weren’t the only ones to have that idea, there was already several people in there, who squeezed up to make room for us. More and more people kept coming, and soon we were all jammed in to the doorway like sardines.

I found that I was pressed up against a statuesque muscled Brazilian man, a young guy, maybe only around 20. He was standing directly behind me, so that as more people shoved in, I found myself with my back pressed tight against his bare chest, my bum, in its tight hot pants, pushing against his crotch. Read more »

I (f23) was on a solo backpacking trip, I had spent a few days in this small town and booked the overnight bus for that evening on to the next place. I wanted to spend the day by the pool, it was the rainy season, but the sun was out today and I planned to make the most of it. The cheap backpacker hostel I was staying in didn’t have a pool, but I went to the fanciest Hotel in town and manged to sneak in to theirs… naughty naughty!

As it was the off season the place was dead. There was only one other person at the pool, a handsome Italian man in his 40s, who was doing lengths. I slipped off my clothes, till I was just in my bikini, which barely covered my large breasts, and dived in to the water. I began swimming up and down. Each time I passed the Italian man, our eyes would meet, lingering… eventually we both stopped, treading water.

He spoke first “how long are your staying here? ”

“My bus leaves tonight actually” I replied.

“But you can change your bus, no?” Read more »