I fcuked a hotel employee and i loved it! [FM]

So I am meeting someone at a hotel today but unfortunately he has been delayed by 2 hours.

He says I can go to the room. He’s emailed front desk and sent me the reservation details. I talk to the front desk, show them the reservation details, and they issue me a key to the room.

One of the employees immediately takes my bag, without me asking, and walks with me to the elevator and the room.

He’s a relatively good looking guy. Young … ish … I assume. We chit chat in the elevator and to the room.

Once there he lingers.

I assume he’s looking for a tip.

I have no cash.

Like I said. He’s a good looking guy. I was expecting to be fucked within minutes of entering the room. Now I’ll have to wait 2 hours.

I shoot my shot.

“I’m sorry I don’t have any cash” I say walking up close to him.

“Oh that’s fine miss” he says unsure why I’m so close to him. Also. Miss. 😒. We can’t be that far apart in age.

31 [M] painting her in more ways than one pt. 2

This is the second part to the story of the girl who asked me to paint her and that led us to fucking.

So a few weeks had passed since when the previous story took place. She had continued to message and sext me I. The meantime, but we hasn’t actually met up to fuck again. That changed when a spiritual event type deal was coming up.

See this girl was into chakras, zodiac, crystals all that stuff right. So she was going to this event/ festival was coming up and she messaged me.

“Hey can you paint me?”

“Another portrait? ;)”-me

“No like paint my body”

She was going to go to this event with her body painted like galaxy style. I wish I could describe it. I have photos but I won’t share. Anyways, she wanted her to half to be painted like a galaxy with stars and moons reflecting her particular ones. (Can’t shed further light here) so we set up a meet up to do a practice run. Which after what happened last time, I had already mentally expected to fuck her again.

Controlling You From Beneath [m/f 21+]

I enjoy being in control, but only sometimes. A struggle for control can be intoxicating, when both lovers are eager for it. But there are different types of control, aren’t there?

And so I find myself beneath you, watching your hips rock in slow, deliberate motions, watching your lips fall open, taking in the sight of your pleasure at feeling me full inside you. Yet that red blindfold covering your eyes, the way my hands hold as firm but gentle guides aside your hips, and, most especially, the silken black scarves that bind your wrists to the headboard… You may have some power in this position, lover, but you’re hardly in control.

My eyes travel your skin, your form, watching your breath come faster as you feel me swell inside you. I can see your hands grasping at your bonds, your arms reaching over my head, your hair framing your face as you lean forward, aching for more. Mmm, I grow harder with your every audible gasp, and I know we both want more, faster, to ride the intensity as it grows…but my hands stay on your hips, forcing you to be patient, to keep your pace, just a little while longer.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

[GM4F] Welcome to Variatis, Apprentice, Paragon to the world of Primos

It is 39 A.P. (after pandemonium), and peace is a new concept for the Sanguine, or those who survived, scrounged, and sacrificed for this newfound tranquility. The Pristine know nothing about this, being the first generation born into a time without war and mayhem. Still, peace is delicate, and must be tended carefully to be maintained.
All apprentices must be guided by a master in their craft, so say the Laws of the Guilds. Nearly every profession is led by a Guild, so navigating a barter, trade, or contract is always carefully considered. The Guilds helped to end Pandemonium, and, therefore, have equal (if not greater) power and authority than the governments themselves. Nonetheless, each of the five great nations are headed by a government that is as different as the next. After centuries of anarchy and chaos, the general populous are eager to follow those with such authority. But the wise know that “absolute power corrupts absolutely,” and thus walk that line with caution. Nonetheless, those few, elite members of a Guild are treated with admiration and respect, revered by the peasants doomed to the lowest class of society.
That deities exist is an immutable fact. People from all walks of life have given first-hand accounts of “divine intervention.” Whether these deities are helpful or harmful, active or reactive or hands-off, orderly or chaotic, these are the true questions of the devout and defiant alike. This generally follows political lines, as Pandemonium had blurred the lines between societies, races, and ethnicities. Equally indicative is that certain avatars have been known to appear only in specific geographical areas. Still, their machinations are a mystery to the common and elite alike.
To be sure, the use of magic, both commonplace and exotic, is proof enough of divinity, let alone the single-known continent being of “intelligent design” as a massive pentagonal landmass. The five nations of Primos align with each section of the continent. There are the Cogsburrows, a nation of artificers and engineers who have equal expertise in mechanics as magic. There is Druidic Circle, which is populated by those who value the balance and protection of nature as their most important value. The Mythal Serine have taken magical use to their known limits as both an art and a science, and striving to push even further. The Burdihr strove for law and order for generations, laying down the precursor for Guilds with their keen knowledge of mining, smelting, and crafting. Last, but certainly not least, are the Dragun, a war-like people whose nation stood unopposed during Pandemonium simply because their society was already built on the concept of “might makes right.” Had they felt like conquering the other nations was worthwhile, Pandemonium could’ve ended centuries ago. Instead, they felt that doing so was an unfair fight, and unworthy of their prowess.
Though not recognized as a nation, the sprawling city-state of Variatis sits in the center of the continent. A neutral-zone for all nations, each Guild and Government has an embassy to represent their interests at Clemency, the world court where disputes are settled by an unbiased and neutral panel of judges.
You are an apprentice, arriving in Variatis to register with a Guild and be provided a master. The Guild’s Forum has the right to place you anywhere in Primos, so it may be years before you have a chance to return home. Yet you are still excited, knowing that just an audience with the Forum means someone, somewhere, has vouched that you have potential. You don’t know who it was, or even what that potential might be, but you know this for certain – when the golden seal of Variatis invites you to the Forum, it’s a chance to pull yourself from the dregs of society, and no one has ever been known to decline.
————-
GM looking for anyone interested in taking a long-term dive into my homebrewed world. As described, it is a post-apocalyptic world infused with fantasy, steampunk, magic and more. Your character can be anything reasonably found in any of these settings, just don’t try to play as an elite, infallible powerhouse. Since content can be everything from PG-13 to XXX, this is for mature audiences only, and is posted in r/DirtyStoryWriting and r/eroticliterature. I’m willing to interact for individual subplots or continuous adventures. Exchanges can be anywhere from 50-70% Roleplaying, leaving 30-50% for combat and/or sexual content.
If you’re interested, DM me with a character concept, including a profession that will be a central aspect of your life. If you’d like to include sexuality, include your list of kinks and limits for RP, combat, and/or sexual content. My limits as GM include scat, beastiality (anthropomorphism TBD), inccest, child/children, rape/torture (veiled, and limits TBD).

[MF] halloween taught me (26M) a valuable lesson! Always sexy maids (24F) over drugs!

A few halloweens ago. I started hanging out with this super cute girl. We had known each other for a while but she was definitely pointing me more in the direction of friendzone. So I invited her to see a movie. Maybe sneak some booze in the theatre. Something we’ve done a few times in high school. Things have changed a lot since then. We don’t really drink much anymore. She got into heroine and I got into crack. So our addictive lifestyles don’t really match up well.

Anyway…. I get to her place. And she’s waring this super slutty Maid costume. Fishnets and super short skirt. I’m waiting for her to get her makeup done and then we’ll head to see a movie. But in the middle of her doing that, her roommate who sells her dope busts in and accuses her of stealing his dope while he was passed out. He says she ain’t leaving anywhere until they find that dope…. So movie night is off. So I say fuck it plan B. I’ll go grab a bottle n we’ll just drink Here in this drug den haha. A few drinks in and I’m grabbing handfuls of that fat ass. She starts straddling me and I lean in to initiate a kiss. She started kissing me back. And then my phone fucking rings and it’s my dealer outside. So I get up and tell her don’t worry. Take it slow n we’ll get there haha.

[T] Trans Girl’s (29) Halloween Adventures

Figured I would write a little story about my evening last night. I live in a college town in the Midwest, so Halloween weekend is always busy. I am not typically a party goer or bar hopper. The scene just isn’t for me. A few friends convinced me otherwise, so I put on a cute dress, some fishnet stockings, did my make up and threw on a nice thong. We went to a bar, and it was alright. The music was good, the drinks were alright. My friends were out on the floor dancing. I flirted with a few people around the bar and saw another cute goth girl. I talked with her for awhile and we exchanged numbers before she said she had to head out as her friends were going to another bar. She kissed me good bye and that put me in a good mood.

[M] I guess Technically it was ATM

My (26m) ex (26f) and I had recently split up and naturally I started getting horny and wanting to hook up with somebody new. I met this is petite Brazilian girl on Hinge who was 18. We kicked off super well and ended up hanging out shortly after and we had sex within 10 minutes of meeting. It was perfect.

We planned to see each other again the next weekend and rent an AirBnB for the weekend and have some fun. Friday night we met up and bought food and made dinner, then spent the night with my dick down her throat. She said she had a surprise for me and showed me her butt plug. She was in the mood for anal! It was a dream come true. We ended up getting a little too drunk and passing out. The next day we picked up where we left off. She showered and douched first thing in the morning. 3 bottles of lube later we were finally done and she couldn’t handle any more. It was perfect and her pretty little ass hole was ruined.

My new neighbour’s son left his key at home so I let him stay with me until morning! [FM]

Last night at around midnight, I was just about to join my husband when I saw our driveway motion sensing lights turn on. I saw a car that I didn’t recognize slowly back out of our driveway and into my neighbours. Out came my neighbours son. He waved goodbye at the car and walked to his front door. I figured his friends were dropping him off and accidentally mistook our house for his, no big deal, I’ll just watch and make sure he gets inside before going to bed.

He fumbled around checking all his pockets, then sat down on the porch, looking frustrated. All the lights in my neighbour’s house were off other than the living room lights. I was a bit confused as to why he wouldn’t go in, so I went outside and asked if everything was okay.

I was in a sheer babydoll nightgown and thong when I went out. He couldn’t keep his eyes off my body. Turns out he forgot to bring his keys and didn’t expect to get home this late. His parents aren’t that strict about curfews since he’s 18 but they get really annoyed when he wakes them at night. I saw my chance and invited him in to my house.

Exhibitionist Married Couple [MF] First Time at Sex Club – Part 3

I lay on my back on the white bed in the dim room with the open door to the dark hall. Looking in through a window and in the frame of the door was a very small crowd of people — mostly couples and a few single men. Most of the crowd were in their underwear. Some were masturbating.

If you just imagined a record scratch and are hoping I’ll turn to the camera and explain how I got here, please read parts [1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yc0fs1/married_mf_couple_first_time_first_time_showing/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) and [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yegh69/exhibitionist_married_couple_mf_first_time_at_sex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) of our little adventure.

I wore a thin gold band on my left third finger and a black rubber one at the base of my thick erection. Next to me my wife Claire likewise had her wedding ring on her finger and a belly-button stud glinting in her flat pale abdomen. Those and some sweat were all that covered us as we stroked and sucked each other on the bed in full view of a club full of strangers.

Half a bottle of Syrah and a mouthful of Claire’s delicately sour pussy juice had intoxicated me, and I let my mind relax as my body took control.

[MF] My cute crush [21F] friendzoned and humiliated me [23M] with the guy I hate! I’m ashamed that I loved the thrill of it

There’s a guy I just can’t tolerate – his name is Mike, and from the beginning when I met him he treated me poorly. We met in college – at first I thought he was a cool guy, but that changed right away when he started humiliating me and laughing at my height.

Mike is taller than me – he is 6’3″ and I am only 5’7″. I’m also more petite than him – he gives the impression of a well-built guy.

In addition to making fun of my height, he often teased me that I probably don’t have much of a chance with girls. He was right, but I didn’t want to give him that satisfaction so I just ignored him.

A student party organized by a friend from my group was coming up – I figured it would be the perfect time to get a revenge and prove to him (since, unfortunately, he was also invited there) that I had success with girls. I wanted to go there with my female best friend – Agnes. And to my delight, she agreed willingly!