Tag: Group

Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/39m9pr/loud_hotel_sex_mf_leads_to_a_group_encounter_mf/

Moving past that.

So it's something like 0130 in the morning. I'm wearing some yoga pants and a t shirt with not much else, my bf is similar with some shorts. And we are being lead next door with Nicole (19 yo, Latina) who is wearing nothing but a towel.

She's talking about how exciting this is and how hot our previous audio only show was so hot and it got her and her bf really steamed up.

We got into the room quickly, slightly afraid Simone somewhere was going to say something (an obviously dumb thought on reflection). There room is almost the opposite of ours in terms of layout, but looking around the place had been used for sex.

The classic black plastic bag from whatever adult store, a box or two for some toys. A massager is clearly visible. We see Nicole's man, he's older (obviously in his thirties), he's also Latin, little bit of a dad body but nothing supper turn off ish, I will call him John. A few empty and a half full bottle of some booze is around. Read more »

So I'm writing this out on my mobile so please forgive the spelling and spacing errors. I will try to be thorough with it but it has its challenges.

FYI: we are both in our twenties, he's Latin mixed, handsome, a little Andy Dwyer chubby but average shape over all. I'm AA, Kenyan, a little short, a little curvy.

Anyway, this is a year back (14') and my bf and I have been together for a couple years at that point. It was Halloween and we went out of town (hence the hotel) to a costume party (which was fun, but nothing dirty happened), so we tried going out to the late night scene (which again was fine, but nothing dirty).

But when we got back to the room, it was on. We've always had pretty great sex, he just knows my buttons and has the perfect equipment for me down there. And with the night out and the freedom of a hotel we were all over each other.

It started out with us making out, his hand all over my tits and nipples (which are the super sensitive type). Pinching and rolling his fingers over my nipples makes my pussy so wet, and I am then peeling off my costume inbetween moans. Read more »

Since the day I touched her, things were different between Julie and I in an amazing way. We still only saw each other in passing, and we still waved. But she always took her sunglasses off when she looked at me, and she looked at me in very purposeful way. Always now with knowing narrowed eyes and a relaxed smile. I'm sure she knew what it did to me, and it was exactly what she wanted to do to me.

I kept my distance, content to admire her from my vantage point and visit her in my dreams. Plus, she had plenty of suitors. I watched a few of them rotate out as the Summer passed, but one wasn't much different from another. They would stay over when her dad was out of town, drinking and swimming in her backyard. I would look through the fence sometimes, like a regular Peeping Tom. I loved seeing her in the bikinis she wore. I think she knew I watched, or assumed that I did. I held out hope that one of these times she'd decide to go skinny dipping, but I never got so lucky. Plenty of her guy friends shed their shorts, but that wasn't the show I was after. Read more »

Some background. One a trip with school, a group of us [3M, 3F] got to be really close friends. I started to fancy one of the girls, but I knew she had no interest in me. During one party, after we'd all had a bit to drink, we all decided to play strip poker. The game was very good, and I'm not a great poker player, but ended up in just my boxers, and seeing the others in their underwear had done nothing to remove the feelings I had for the group. We decided that if they lost, we'd see a quick flash of everything, and then cover up with blankets (as we had plenty of them). My crush, Flo, one of the other girls, Niki, and one of the other guys, Owen, lost, and of course this did nothing to ease my feelings, I was trying my best to hide myself growing, but it was very difficult. Read more »

when i was in my 20's i worked at a popular 24 hour diner. i worked different hours that were available but every Monday and Wednesday i went in at 11pm and worked till 6am. Tuesday and thursdays i didnt have school so being up all night wasnt such a big deal. it wasnt crazy at all at that location. there was usually only a few people working. maybe 1 or 2 customers at a time unless a random couple or group came in. by 2 or 3 it was real slow. Every time i worked i had a guy come in named mr fritz. That was his real name but hes long passed away. he would come in every day at 5 am or so apperently. He was funny and flirty and a good tipper. after a while he asked me what day i worked next. if i worked the night he would come in when it was slower during the night. He respected that i was busier. But every tues and thursday morning he would show up. he got more and more bold with the things he would say to me. One day he asked if he could ask me something. i said "sure" He asked if i ever saw a really good looking man and just got excited to see him. I said yes. He told me he was super excited to see me every time he came in because i was beautiful. i smiled and turned red. I said Thank you. after that when i saw him i would give him big hugs. a month or two later i finished my morning and was taking his payment. He saw tat i had my stuff and asked if i was off. i told him i was. he then asked if a beautiful girl would ever want to stop by an old mans apartment. i told him if i was in the right mood. he asked if i was in the mood. i totally was. Not sure how he knew. but i was super in the mood. i followed him to his apartment. We went inside and we sat on his couch and talked. after a few minutes of chat i was super horny. i asked for the tour. He showed me the kitchen, the bathroom and then the bedroom. i looked in his room and admired some pictures. He came up behind me and kissed my neck. i moaned and leaned my head to give him more neck. as soon as i did that his hands wandered. down my pants and in my shirt. he continued this for a minute until i couldnt stop myself. i turned around and kissed him and dropped my hands into his pants. nice and hard. i took off my slacks and he helped take off my shirt and bra. i pulled off his clothes and got on his bed. he climbed on and shoved in his dick. i moaned something like "ohhh, fuck me" it was like 11 minutes of very good fucking. after that we laid there and talked. i got up and got dressed. i slept real good. After that when ever he came in i would still hug him but i added a kiss on the cheek. That wasnt the only time me and Mr. Fritz went to his house after work . it happened like 4 more times over several months. We stopped when i took another job. I told him i would call him but i lost his number. About 6 months later i stopped by early to get breakfast and to see if he was around. A friend of mine who was still working there told me he passed away. i actually cried.