Rainy NYC Night [MF]

**Rainy Night In the City**

Water dripped onto the elevator floor.  There was no helping it.  Both of them were soaked completely through.  All that could be done, was to head to the hotel room and change out of their wet clothes.  It was early March, the weather had been warming up, and they had decided to break the winter blues with a trip to the city for a weekend.  Neither one said it out loud, but both would be glad if it was snowing outside instead of the freezing rain that had been falling all day.  

They tried to make the most of it.  Sightseeing, walking around, a little shopping and a nice dinner.  The rain, however, was putting a damper on their plans, and souring the trip a bit.  An attempt to purchase an umbrella from a street vendor, resulted in the cheap, quickly broken umbrella in a trash can, and his wallet $20 lighter.  A bar they found gave them refuge for a bit, but after 11pm it started to become overcrowded, and they decided to head back to the hotel.  No cabs could be found, so they had to hoof it for a few blocks.

Rainy NYC Night

**Rainy Night In the City**

Water dripped onto the elevator floor.  There was no helping it.  Both of them were soaked completely through.  All that could be done, was to head to the hotel room and change out of their wet clothes.  It was early March, the weather had been warming up, and they had decided to break the winter blues with a trip to the city for a weekend.  Neither one said it out loud, but both would be glad if it was snowing outside instead of the freezing rain that had been falling all day.  

They tried to make the most of it.  Sightseeing, walking around, a little shopping and a nice dinner.  The rain, however, was putting a damper on their plans, and souring the trip a bit.  An attempt to purchase an umbrella from a street vendor, resulted in the cheap, quickly broken umbrella in a trash can, and his wallet $20 lighter.  A bar they found gave them refuge for a bit, but after 11pm it started to become overcrowded, and they decided to head back to the hotel.  No cabs could be found, so they had to hoof it for a few blocks.

Views, Part 3 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]

*Parts 1 and 2 in comments.*

The alarm blared. Sasha didn’t stir, she just kept sleeping, her limbs sprawled in every direction, similar to her hair. The alarm continued, and a barely audible groan left her lips. Her brown eyes slowly opened. Her arms slowly moved, her fingers twitched.

She sat upright, her eyes wide, as the alarm finally shut off. Her head turned to look in the direction of her purse, all the way at the other side of the hotel room. She had mistakenly left her phone in there.

“Fuck,” she muttered.

She turned her head in the other direction and looked at the digital clock on her bedside table. The time read 8:01AM.

“Fuck,” she muttered.

She sighed and brushed her hair out of her face. Then she swung her legs off of the mattress and stood up. Her feet picked their way around discarded clothes as she made her way towards the window.

She stopped in front of her window, and peered out at Mark’s window slightly above her. He was nowhere to be seen. An expression of disappointment appeared on her beautiful facial features, and she raised her hand, running her fingertips over the glass.

Views, Part 2 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]

*“Maybe I’ll see you in class, Mark.”*

Sasha’s voice played over and over in Mark’s head as he entered his hotel room. He put his suitcase down next to the door and turned around to shut it. As he turned back around to take in his new living arrangements for the next few months, he took a deep breath, finally managing to get the image of Sasha’s face out of his mind.

He liked the room. It was pretty much an apartment, with a table near the door, a small kitchen and a counter, and further ahead, a sleeping area, with a queen sized bed.

He made his way towards the bed. The bed area had large floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the city. He liked that they let in a lot of light, although he would probably pull the blinds across at night time to give himself some privacy. He stopped near the bed, looking approvingly over the pillows, and then glanced out of his window. His eyebrows moved upwards, and a hint of a smile appeared on his mouth.

If there was one thing Mark loved, it was balconies.

Views, Part 1 [Mf] [exh] [voy] [mast] [cheating] [oral] [teasing]

Mark was starting to think that a few months in Hawaii to teach an Honors course wasn’t that bad of a deal. He stood in front of the hotel, his suitcase sitting on the sidewalk next to him. The hotel looked expensive. But that was one of the perks of being employed by such a prestigious university: he didn’t have to pay for any of this himself. Not the room service, not the wifi, and not even the pool.

Mark was in his mid forties. He had dark but friendly looking eyes with barely visible smile wrinkles in the corners, and his dark hair was stylized neatly, brushed to the side. If one looked closely, they might spot gray hairs among his black ones. Although he kept himself healthy and fit, he was nearing the middle of his life, so he tried to learn how to really appreciate the good when it came. And this was good.

[FM] the time she caught me watching porn

Ramona and I had plans to go out for ramen after work, so I headed over to her place to pick her up. On my way there she sent me a text saying she was going to be home late and to let myself in. She told me she’d be at least and hour late so I decided to grab her tablet and entertain myself while I waited. I headed to her room and booted up pornhub.

I was laying on Ramona’s bed completely naked, cock covered in precum, and balls deep in a lesbian porn. Ramona ended up getting off work at her normal time, but didn’t tell me and I was so into the porn that I didn’t hear Ramona when she walked in or notice her standing in the doorway watching me jerk off. She cleared her throat loudly, and I jumped. I immediately jumped into paniced guy mode frantically saying it wasn’t what it looked like. To my surprise Ramona gave me a wicked little grin and started walking towards the bed. She had on her typical work clothes sexy ass librarian look, complete with a tight short skirt.

Amanda visits an adult store and tries the video booths for the first time. [F/M+]

Amanda was going through, what she would consider, a terrible dry spell. Her life was not completely devoid of sex, but she was in need of a man that was bold and aggressive, one that would take charge and not need to be told what to do. Lately, she had only been finding guys who over promised and under delivered, men who were timid and asked permission or worst with men who simply grunted and thrusted into her into they were satisfied. Amanda was frustratedly horny and desperate enough to try something a bit riskier, just to have her needs met.

 

Amanda had been visited a local love boutique during this time, slowly adding to her own personal pleasure chest, in a futile attempt to stave off desperation. The store advertised that it could take care of all the basics for both masturbators and couples, as well as offered some high-quality luxury sex toys. Unlike a lot of sex shops, this place was in a nice part of town, well lit and impeccable clean. Despite its clean, wholesome, for a sex shop, imagine it also host a number of video booths, in the back, for its patrons to privately view porn videos.

First Arousal [Stranger] [Transit]

A few weeks back I was traveling by bus from my office to home. It was late evening and was dark. The bus was crowded and i did not get a place to sit. I was standing and hoping for a place to sit.

Suddenly I felt a hand touching me on my waist. I kept quiet because the bus was very crowded and I felt that it could be by mistake too and I did not want to create a scene. Suddenly I felt the hand moving on my butt and squeezing it. I was taken by surprise but also felt a surge of excitement and arousal. I had never been touched by any guy before and I must admit that the touch aroused me.

He kept squeezing my butt for 5 minutes and then all of a sudden his hand went on my breasts and he started pressing them and his fingers moving in a circular motion and that started stimulating my nipples.

[FM] An example of a typical frisky evening with friends!

I was asked a few times if I could post a story about how open I am with friends. I’m relatively active in other subreddits and it often comes up that I’m open about masturbation and general sexiness with almost everyone, especially my circle of friends.

For a bit of background, I’m a middle child (26F) with a 29F sister and 23M brother. I’m really skinny and have small boobs, japanese genes but otherwise american (southern californian in particular), and I’m married to a woman, we’re in love exclusively but she’s okay with me being frisky and sexual physically with my friends. I became sexually active at a very young age, although I don’t think that’s a cause of anything (it comes up a lot but I kind of resent it, it removes my own agency and responsibility for my sexuality).

I’ve had the same extremely close circle of friends since I was a kid, and we’re all open about sex and are casual about being with each other, with the exception of a few who have since become married. They’re still good friends, but they’re off-limits now :3

Various Stories of Single Life [mf] [oral] [anal] [mast] [swallow] [facial]

My ex and I were together for six years. Initially, I was lured in with the promise of wild sex with a sexy woman. On a road trip, she asked if I’d ever gotten road head. When I said no, she leaned over and put her head in my lap and sucked until I came in her mouth. She swallowed and then we went back to listening to some podcast as if nothing had happened. In a hotel room in Miami, she told me to cum on her face. Gradually, though, things settled down and we ended up, as most people in long term relationships, having pretty boring sex. Missionary. Doggy. Missionary. Doggy. No more blowjobs. More more swallowing cum. No more facials.

She admitted one evening that she never really *liked* doing those things. She just tolerated them because she was trying to win me over. Huh. I settled on the fact that this is just how it was. Women didn’t like swallowing. They didn’t like facials. They didn’t like rimjobs or anal or getting face fucked.

And then, for various reasons, we broke up.