Late night hotel slut [MF]

First post, and this story happened last night. I’ve been in Grand Rapids the past week staying at a nice hotel and had a few nights to myself to drum up some of my fantasies. I love the idea of sex with strangers, acts in public, and anything along the lines of two horny people that just need sex. I had been thinking about women in the hotel industry and if they ever had a desire to fuck the guests, if any other women on business trips needed a hot and steamy room service, etc. you get the idea.

I really wanted to end one of my last nights here with a bang and decided I better hit the bars and try until i fail. I begin the evening with a few drinks at two different bars, chatting to some strangers and the bartender. After acquiring a decent buzz I went to the B.O.B, a large multi-level bar downtown that has many different areas. I wound up dancing on the top level called EVE. There’s plenty of attractive women, and pop / rap music is blasting for the people to get their grind on.

[FM] Stewardess Acts Out Her Layover Masturbation Fantasy

The original story with [PICS/GIFS IS POSTED HERE ON IMGUR](https://imgur.com/nxeenx1)

I am a real US Airline flight attendant but you wouldn’t know from your flight with me that I am an addicted exhibitionist.

Simply put, I enjoy stripping nude and masturbating for men while they watch. It has become my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself – my real life fantasy acted out.

As an exhibitionist, I take advantage of my travels to find men willing to indulge me, whether it’s for a pilot or a male flight attendant on my crew, someone I know on the hotel staff or even as wild as a group of men if I can arrange it.

Because I think men like the idea of a sexy stewardess getting naked, my outfit of choice is my actual flight attendant uniform. I feel sexy wearing it on the airplane attracting men’s extended glances with an extra blouse buttons undone, but so much more so when I’m stripping from it for a complete stranger. And in a practical sense, I already have it with me on my layovers so I don’t have to think of something else to pack.

Final Support [FM] [hotwife] [dom/sub] [political] [fiction]

It had come to this.

She always knew it was a very likely outcome, but not in this particular way. She felt guilty as well. She knew many of her friends and relatives would side with her husband, Gary, if the full story ever came out. She highly doubted it would.

She would never tell the truth of it, if pressed for a story, and neither would Gary and Nick. They were bound by their initial agreement, and despite the current state of separation, they would stick to it. She silently thanked the fates that she could have such confidence in these two men who had given her so much joy, passion and pleasure for almost a whole year as part of a love triangle-slash-open marriage.

Her friends and relatives would only know that Gary and Karen Hubble had come to a disagreement in their eight-year-long marriage that could not be reconciled, and so they had settled for a divorce and she had soon after shacked up with Nick Argos, a co-worker of hers who had been supportive during this difficult time of divorce. This story would be accepted and everyone would move on, including herself, Gary and Nick.

[MF] Who told you scientists don’t have fun in the lab

My thesis submission was closing in. I was working at a furious pace. All my work of last 5 years was coming to a head. The pressure was rising. I found myself having to immerse completely in my work to get it done. I barely found time to talk to family or friends. I was spending 14 hours or more just trying to not fall behind my deadlines.

4 days had passed since I fucked Sud at my apartment. I was staying away from whatsapp with Sud because I didn’t want to be distracted at all. We just exchanged a few messages during the day most of which were about how busy I was and I can’t talk to her. Sud gave me space and didn’t bother unless I expressed a desire to talk.

Friday evening, I found myself at lab typing away. I was frustrated how much work remained despite pulling in long workdays. I needed a release. I needed Sud. It was late, almost 10 pm. I knew it won’t be possible to get her now. But I craved some sexual stimulation. The cubicles were all empty. I looked around to verify. Yes, there was no one around. Of course, they won’t be. It was a friday.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 10 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 9 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Ten

Sigrid lay looking up at the lightly lit roof with Mirja’s naked body nestled up to her own. She could not help but to think of Torun. Not even with her had she felt like this. Mirja had worshipped her entire body for the last five bells and there was not a single point of her flesh that Mirja’s tongue had not explored.

The bells struck two in the morning and most of the sounds from the College had ceased. She had almost fallen asleep when she heard shouting from outside. She untangled herself from Mirja and went up to the window. Between two buildings she saw shapes carrying lamps. She squinted and thought she saw more people behind carrying a large container.

*Probably heading for the Animancy building*, she thought to herself.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 10 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 9 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Ten

Sigrid lay looking up at the lightly lit roof with Mirja’s naked body nestled up to her own. She could not help but to think of Torun. Not even with her had she felt like this. Mirja had worshipped her entire body for the last five bells and there was not a single point of her flesh that Mirja’s tongue had not explored.

The bells struck two in the morning and most of the sounds from the College had ceased. She had almost fallen asleep when she heard shouting from outside. She untangled herself from Mirja and went up to the window. Between two buildings she saw shapes carrying lamps. She squinted and thought she saw more people behind carrying a large container.

*Probably heading for the Animancy building*, she thought to herself.

First post! My insemination story (MF) [Non-fiction] [oral] [creampie]

*first time poster* I’m quite new to this and I hope that my real experiences are welcome here, let me know if you’d like more and any encouraging feedback is welcomed! Hope you enjoy;

I’ve always had an interest in the pregnant body of a woman even when I was a younger guy going through school. I found out that I was predominantly turned on by second trimester women, just something about that growing bump always got me going. Whenever I would see a cute young mother in public or wherever I would always have major difficulties gazing elsewhere as if I’d just seen a unicorn going grocery shopping. The term for the fetish that I believed that I had was ‘maieusophilia’ and it still stuck with me since then. I discovered that as I matured that I was also into the idea of being the cause of a pregnancy in a partner of mine or simply a woman in general. The thought of acting on such a primal instinct absolutely drove me mad. That feeling of claiming the body of someone else in a moment of shared passion, filling them with my seed to me was at the height of intimacy.

Emotional Brunette – A MILF Seduction Fantasy [seduction, decision, no sex (yet)]

“Hi, do you mind if I sit down over here?” asked the pretty woman, and then, recognizing me, “Oh, hiya Jay. I didn’t realize it was you.”

“Hi, Ms. Rodgers,” I grinned. “Sure, it’s a free country.” She smiled at me, but I could see it was a thin veneer over a pain-ridden face. I was sitting on one end of a long park bench in one of the rose gardens surrounding the capital grounds in Salem, Oregon. A few trees sheltered the bench from busy traffic, and a small duck pond lay before us. I was reading “The Stranger” by Albert Camus in the warm spring sun. A bunch of guys were drinking early and raising hell at my fraternity (it was Friday afternoon) and I had sought out a quiet place to get my requisite chapters read.

Ms. Rodgers sat on the bench, a respectful distance from me. She seemed preoccupied. I knew her from the coffee shop where I worked part time as a barista. She was a coffee fanatic and over the course of many mornings, and seeing her credit card she paid with, I got her name, Cassandra Rodgers, and basic story: secretary in a government office, Oregon native, a couple of kids who lived with their father. She was always very nice, and tipped a perfect 15% each time, down to the cent. But that was really all I knew.

[MFM] I gave her the best wedding a week before wedding

Living our Fantasy

My wife and I have been together for five years and are in the first year of marriage, although we have been living together the last three years. We have always had vivid and sexy fantasies and openly talk about what turns us on. Over the course of our relationship we slowly started exploring them. One of our hottest shared fantasies was having a MFM threesome. The thought of 2 men pleasing a woman’s every desire just absolutely turns me on.

In our conversations she had mentioned how attracted she was to one of our friends. I am a very confident and open man and the thought of her being with him was hot, especially since they were FWBs in a past life. The day she became a hotwife she brought him over and out of FWB retirement to chase our fantasy. Our fun and kinky secret continued for about a year and them only meeting up one or two times, but I would always send him pics of her or encourage her to send him pics.

Letter to my wife

This is something that I wrote about 20 years and posted to another site…

we had spent a night with friends and this is my fantasy about how I wish that night really went.