Getting my ass fucked in a stranger’s hotel room [FM]

This is a continuation to my last story. ;)

Only two days had passed since [my first hookup with Joseph](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m1h3gl/i_got_tied_up_in_a_strangers_hotel_room_fm/). His business trip in my city was coming to an end, so we made plans to have some more fun. He wanted to know what I had planned for us and whether I wanted to be tied up again. I told him he would just have to wait and find out what I had in store.

I showed up at his hotel room in the early evening. We asked each other about our days but didn’t dilly dally for too long before jumping onto the bed together. He lay down in his t-shirt and jeans and I climbed onto his lap. I straddled him, rocking my hips slowly. I was wearing a short floral dress and no panties. I looked into his eyes while grinding my bare pussy against him and could feel his cock become stiff beneath the dark blue denim.

I got tied up in a stranger’s hotel room [FM]

There I was, a 24-year-old chick in the Upper Midwest, yearning for no-strings sexual attention after a breakup. And there he was, Joseph, a 35-year-old man, introducing himself in my inbox. He said he would be on a business trip in my city in a week and offered to chat and see where things go. I indulged in the conversation, keeping an open mind to what is typically an unlikely scenario. By the time he was on the plane to my city it was clear that this hookup might actually happen. Two days into his stay, we made plans for me to come to his hotel room downtown.

I’ve had experience [hooking up in a hotel room](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lrs2oo/hotel_sex_with_a_stranger_fm/) before, which made me less nervous, but as I’ve mentioned in most of my stories, the nerves are never nonexistent no matter how many times you’ve done this kind of thing. We texted beforehand about what we were hoping to do, our likes and dislikes, etc. The thorough communication mixed with smoking some pot beforehand made me nice and relaxed when I got to the hotel. (I did get super lost trying to find his room though. That’s the downside of getting blazed I guess.)

Hotel sex with a stranger [FM]

Before we start, let’s do some introductions. I was 22, female, I have big curves, and long blonde hair. The man in this encounter, who we will call “Josh,” was ten years older, has the perfect body – soft yet fit – and has incredibly attractive brown eyes and hair.

I also must give you some backstory. We actually met through Reddit the year before. Josh had read one of my previous stories and messaged me. He doesn’t live anywhere near my city or even state, but he travels for business every week and was going to be in my city soon. When he was in town, however, we didn’t meet up. Fast forward a few months later when he messaged me again. He was coming back to my city and would be here for one night.

That night finally came.

I had never met up with someone in a hotel before. It seemed dangerous. I know people go to hotels to have sex all the time, but it just has never been something that I envisioned for myself. I was a little bit nervous but knew that my nerves would only hinder the experience so I pushed them down and proceeded to ignore them.

[FM] • My first time getting fucked in the shower!

Like many of the men I have hooked up with, I met Clay on a dating app. It was a few years ago. We matched and started chatting right away. He was a flight instructor, which means he has a pilot’s license. I’m not the only one who thinks that’s hot, right? I was immediately drawn to him. His gentle personality and witty sense of humor pulled me in even more. His curly brown hair wasn’t also necessary to win my affection, but there it was as well.

The first time we hooked up was at his house. An old colonial-style home in a nice neighborhood overlooking the city. It was many months ago but I remember having to tiptoe up the stairs because his parents were sleeping. He occupied the third floor, which was basically just one big room, most likely an attic originally. I remember him telling me we’d have to keep quiet, and it made me nervous because I tend to be a bit…. loud in bed. We put on a movie but didn’t watch much before turning to kiss each other. That first time felt so sweet and tender.

My first threesome! [FMF]

I was 21 and starting to have a lot of (safe) casual sex. It took me a long time to learn that my plus sized body had worth. I was just beginning to realize that my big tummy and jiggly thighs were things that someone could actually enjoy about me. Just beginning to realize that these things about me, that I had always seen as faults, could be seen by someone else as assets. This new change in how I viewed myself lead to me being more outgoing and eager to share my confidence with others.

So, to the actual story. Well, a preface to the story.

It was the middle of summer. I met Adam on Tinder a month prior. He was 29 years old, was bigger but in a teddy bear type of way, and was growing a sexy scruffy beard. He had claimed to be a musician but in reality just played a lot of video games while a guitar stood in the corner of the room. I didn’t care. We got along great.

? The day started with watching James Bond movies and ended with me taking his virginity. [FM]

Picture it. Summer 2017. Midwest city. Humid as ever.

I (22F) had been dating Ryan (21M) for two months. Ryan was tall, kind of nerdy, and had eyes that made me feel so special when he looked at me. He was shy and sort of awkward. I wasn’t sure if he had ever been in a relationship before, or done more than kiss someone. As for me, well, I was out of my comfort zone. I’d consider myself more of the casual type. He was the first guy I had ever ‘taken it slow’ with. We didn’t even kiss until the second or third date. Come to think of it, he was the first guy I had ever dated. When I say I’m usually the casual type I really mean it.

Anyway, to the story!