[MF] My Australian Adventure…

Early in the pandemic, back when we all thought it would last a couple of months, I saw a post from a beautiful Australian woman. I can’t remember the exact post, but she looked stunning enough that I needed to compliment her, and to my surprise she commented back right away.

We began to chat, both being honest with our situations (which I won’t go into here) and what we hoped to get out of reddit. We had a nice chat, and I was certainly interested, but I also know how a nice chat on reddit can usually just be a single nice chat. The next day I messaged her again, and she replied again. Over the next couple of days we got to know each other a little bit, and I truly enjoyed chatting with her. Then she asked a perfectly reasonable question… “You live there, I live here, I don’t want to invest a bunch of time in someone I’m never going to meet.”

[MF] “I have to go… I have to get the good dick” She left the party to come to my hotel.

A few years ago I had a gorgeous 26yo FWB in a city that I travelled to regularly. She was about 5’6, shoulder length brown hair (it was blonde when I met her and I’m still a little angry I never got to fuck her as a blonde, despite brunettes usually catching my eye first), a fit build with a great stomach, nice ass, and perfect b cup breasts. God she was hot.

I was 42 at the time, and at the peak of my acceptance that maybe I was a DILF (somewhat kidding). I’ll spare the physical description of myself as you can see that on my page if you wanted.

She and I had hooked up a few times when I travelled to her city over the previous months, and our sexual chemistry was off the charts. We’d usually go for a drink together, but even as we were chatting the way she looked at me (and I’m sure the way I looked back) basically said “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

[MF] I like to start in public… a compilation of anecdotes.

In general I’m proud of how I look, love my cock, and under the right circumstances will show off. Sure, there are times when you put on a little weight and don’t feel GREAT about yourself (like right now for me, for example) but generally, if there is a chance for a little exhibitionism I’M GAME.

I travel a lot, and these travels usually lead some unique encounters. I thought it would be fun to share a collection of some of the more public experiences that LED to sex, rather than one story ABOUT the sex. Something a little different from the typical full story. Let me know what you think.

**THE CURIOUS HOTWIFE**

I love the dynamic of meeting a hotwife couple in a bar, especially a hotel bar. She walks in with hubby, looking nice and other men notice. They sit down usually on the other side of the table from me and we get to know one another. Eventually there is flirting and at some point I invite her to come sit beside me. I think all three of us love knowing that someone in bar has noticed this and is curious what is going on.

[MF] hosting a HOTWIFE after her girls night out…

I had a regular hotwife friend several years ago. I was her first “bull/3rd” since getting married, and I’d travel to her city regularly for work. Typically she would come visit me at least one of the nights that I was in town each trip.

She was a pretty, but very typical 30-something mother of two. Her husband had brought up the fantasy and she’d warmed to it over the years before finally having her first experience with me (and him at certain points), and now she was confident in their feelings and just enjoying getting to fuck a hot, hung stranger on occasion. If there as a spectrum ranging from 1 (vanilla) to 10 (crazy wild), this woman probably would have been a 4, and I mean that as a compliment. She wasn’t the crazy sexy dresser, or overt about her desires, but she liked looking nice, was pretty, and enjoyed getting fucked by someone other than husband. She was a nice girl with a hidden wild side, and I loved it.

[MF] “so apparently this is something I do now”

First of all, thank you to everyone for the nice response to my last two stories. I have fun reliving them as I write them, and nice when you receive positive feedback and comments.

This night was probably the tipping point into my “slutty phase” of my life. I hadn’t really had a wild phase when I was younger, and now I was working out of town regularly in central Florida, and was developing some sexual confidence.

By this point, I’d hooked up with a few different women over the previous months, and had gone on a date with an attractive blonde woman in her early 40s my previous trip. We’d gone out to a bar, had some drinks, flirted like crazy and made out like teenagers. She wasn’t ready to sleep together on the first date, but we’d had a great time and she assured me she was eager to have more fun the next time I was in town.

[MF] “can I come over? I can’t stop thinking about your cock”

I connected with a woman on tinder and our first tinder date went about as you’d expect a good tinder date to go. Met at a bar, had a nice drink together and some good, flirty conversation while looking each other up and down. As we were asked if we wanted another round we both looked at the other, smiled and asked for the bill. Making out on the way to our cars, a little tease at a the car, some head in the elevator up to my room, and clothes flying as we entered my hotel room.

We had both been honest about what we were looking for (a couple consistent FWB for both of us, variety is the spice of life after all), so it wasn’t a surprise when she admitted during our pillow talk that she had another date the next night. I told her I hoped she had a great time, then she worked her way down to take my semi-hard cock in her mouth and bring me back to life before we fucked again.

But but this story obviously isn’t about that night since I’m skimming over all the details. This story is about the next night… when she was on a date with another guy.

Giving a woman I met at a conference 2.5 straight hours of oral [MF]

I consider myself a generous lover, but even I’d admit I’m not typically THIS generous.

My typical feelings is that great sexual experiences occur when both people can find the line between being selfLESS and a little selfISH. When both people are concerned about giving the other person pleasure, AND taking over in the moments when they need to in order to get over the top.

During this particular period in my life I was having a LOT of casual sex with various partners, so I was more than happy to sacrifice my own pleasure for this night in order to have a great story for the both of us to share…

But if I’m being completely honest… this wasn’t the plan going into the night. It was just something that happened, and it was OH SO MUCH FUN.

I was working regularly in central Florida and discovered a great bar near a convention centre. If I had a Wednesday night where I had nothing else going on, it became a fun place to go. There always seemed to be a conference in town.

How I [M] met my 26yo [F] FWB

I can already tell this is going to be a longer story. She is still an incredible memory and how we met was really fun. Skip to the ————————- for the fun stuff.

I was travelling to central Florida regularly for work. I had a fun/cool job and was going out a decent amount, and having a LOT of casual sex.

On one particular night, I had 2 buddies in town and we went out. At the first bar the three of us met 2 women, and I started chatting, then flirting with the more attractive of the two. She was blonde, 25, in great shape, and a really fun personality. Somehow we ended up having a handshake contest (I think it was who could make up the better handshake, but we were drunk. Not sure why that was a thing but it was). My friend and I clearly lost the contest, but she leaned in an whispered “that’s ok, we are hotter.”

[MFM] My first regular HOTWIFE (repost)

I travel a lot for work. And for those of you that don’t travel much, you need to understand… there is something in the air in hotels that make people horny.

A lot of times it’s only a matter of seconds after checking into my room that I’m naked and taking care of the urge on my own. But that usually only does so much. If I check in during the afternoon, it’s very likely that the mood is striking again before mid-evening. And that’s when you start to get creative (not always SMART, but sometimes very FUN. This is one of those times.)

This was back in the days before dating apps. I had started working in Cleveland, Ohio regularly, and unfortunately this meant I was regularly in CLEVELAND. Not the greatest city in the world… So what is a guy to do but hang out at the hotel bar, and post an ad on craigslist.