That time we got a hotel room and watched Star Wars… oh yeah, and fucked each other’s brains out [mff] [long]

I’ve written about most of our adventures borne of our searching on /r/BaltimoreAndDCr4r, and we’ve thoroughly enjoyed them all (even the ones too boozy to remember well enough to document) but this is the first one Mark Hamill was there for. Buckle in, because while it’s a long tale, it’s well worth it…

We’d been with Lacy a couple of times– once at her place and once at Rachel’s– and both times were amazing. The last time we were together, after dressing to the nines, and meeting at a fancy bar, Lacy suggested we get a hotel room for the night and take our time enjoying one another. We talked about it and thought it was a great idea, so I looked into some options. I found a reasonably-priced room (especially split three ways) at a Ritz-Carlton right outside of DC. A pool, a spa,a mini-bar… not that we took advantage of any of these amenities. We had a king-sized bed, and that was the most important part. I booked the room and we began counting down the days. It was especially painful for Lacy, whom I gave instructions to avoid cumming during the week leading up. Cruel, yes, but I knew we’d make it up to her.

Caught! How my boyfriends dad first saw me naked. [MF]

Recently I did an AMA about my sexual relationship with my ex boyfriends father. In it I recounted how having sex with him first came into my head. I’ve since had many requests asking me for a more full account. So here it goes.

It was towards the end of summer before senior year of high school. My boyfriend, Jason, and I had both been working full time jobs, so every moment we had together was being used to its fullest.

We had a rare weekend off together, so I was at his house. Mostly because he had a pool. We were spending the day outside, swimming an laying by the pool. The only thing putting the breaks on things was the fact that his dad was also home.

He was being a good dad, and leaving us mostly alone, but he was still home, so we couldn’t do everything we wanted to do. But there was plenty of dirty talk, and some kissing and groping whenever possible. So we were exceptionally horny, and couldn’t do anything about it.

[MFF] [FM] Experiences in Polyamory – Getting to know another couple

I wanted to write about me and my wife’s first experience with another couple. Please forgive my grammar and what not, I’m far from a professional writer, and I’m not even an avid reader. That said if there’s any tips on how to make this more readable, I’ll gladly accept the constructive criticism. What I won’t accept is any moralizing about our, or anybody else’s relationship model. This story involves ethical non-monogamy, Don’t like that? don’t read it.

Selling Real Estate [MF]

I had just moved to a small town a couple of years after graduating from college for work. For a small town though, it had a phenomenal number of real estates trying to sell or rent out properties. The reason for this, was the town had a seasonal population due to a university campus located there. There were advantages and disadvantages with having so many real estates in a town of 60,000 people. The advantages were the abundance of homes for rent and the low rentals. The disadvantages were that by shopping around was that it inevitably took longer to find a perfect place. After checking out about 5 agencies, I saw this apartment that looked ideal. I rang the agent for an inspection, but their policy was for supervised visits only.

The Perfect Five Days [MF][Str8]

Wednesday night was show night. An overnight stay in the city once more. We caught the train and the lads looked like they were keen for a drink beforehand. Me? Not so much.

*“Kitty?”*

It was Blake. Blake was someone who had so much faith in me as a musician, he had been in every band I had ever been in.

*“Yes, darling?”*

*“I want to give you this. We have talked about it. I managed to wrangle an invite for you and Minnie. I am sure only good will come out of it.”*

*“What makes you say that?”*

*“Having met the Master, I am sure he is your type. A lot of other musicians and people into music and you get to wear a pretty dress.”*

*“I am sold then. How often do they have the parties?”*

*“There was one last Thursday night but I didn’t invite you because the Master had a prior engagement. Played the new Monkees album. Dress code is no sloppiness and dress to impress. First of June is the next one.”*

*“So tomorrow. Dress to impress?”*

A nurse, a steel rod, a neck that’s choked. (Or how I got into shoving sharpies into my cock for fun) [FM]

By request, here is the story of how I got into sounding and eventually a love for office supplies in my cock.

But first I want to get this out of they way…. yes, I AM bisexual. However I LOVE women. 80% of my sexuality is focused on women. With the other 20% humans with cocks, or even better a threesome.

So to answer your question, i was always fascinated with my cock when I was a child. I remember sticking strands of my hair down my peehole to see how that felt, when I was 8yrs old. I had my oral first sex when I was 11. At 13 I had anal sex. At 14 I was fully sexual, a lot.

Later when I was in my 20’s I fell in love with a beautiful trauma nurse. She was strong, with short black hair and brown/green/blue eyes that changed color all the time. By the time we met I was way into other “non standard” forms of sex, and that’s one reason she was drawn to me.

Well, the nurse was as super kinky as I was, perhaps a bit more even…. and one day….

[MF] A dirtyr4r success post.

Note: I am the guy in this story, my companion originally posted this write-up shortly after our encounter then deleted it. I’m reposting it with her permission with some of the identifiable info scrubbed out. Anyway – here’s how it went down:

All my roads to (city redacted) seem to lead to (landmark redacted)
—this trip was no different. Well, except for the fact that I had a bullet to strike off the old bucket list: complete a random internet (read: Reddit) stranger hook-up.

Note: there’s lots of extra prose because I’m feeling nostalgic. Scroll down for action.

By the time I made it into the city, I thought I was doomed to once again put off this quest since no one was catching my eye, but then it happened. A little orange envelope popped into view with someone who actually read through and followed the requests in my post! And he sounded sexually responsible and compatible to boot—a cautious gal’s dream come true.

[mf][oral] Sucky Vacation 6

Sorry for the repost, but I got the title wrong and can’t edit it…

Chapter 6
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Jeff jogged up to the table while his family was just setting down at for dinner. He and Shawna had showered before leaving the room, so at least he didn’t smell like sex. They had parted ways at the bar by the pool where her mother, Nessa, had greeted her daughter with a hug and Jeff with a knowing smirk. He briefly returned Nessa’s greeting then gave Shawna one last kiss on the cheek before escaping with his face burning like he was sunburnt. It was just too weird that Shawna’s mother knew that they had hooked up.

“We were starting to wonder where that Irish lass dragged you off to,” Mom said, which sparked some laughter from the rest.

“We were swimming in one of the other pools,” Jeff answered. “I’m gonna grab something to eat and be right back.”

He noticed Amy giving him an amused smile, but Shelly didn’t look happy at all. There was nothing he could do about it at the moment, so he went to get some pizza and a sports drink before swiping his wristband to pay for his meal. When he arrived back at the table, the only available seat was between Amy and Shelly.

The strangely intense sexual relationship that took place without any words ever being said between the two of us. [MF] [Long story]

You guys seemed to like [my story about taking Ivy’s virginity](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7uh3zu/the_pretty_freshman_girl_who_couldnt_take_her/), so I thought I’d type up one of my stranger sex stories that I was reminded of recently.

#Buckle up, this is gonna be kind of a long buildup but it’ll be worth it:

My girlfriend Eden moved in with me recently. The other day I came home to find her playing with a little green rock she found on my dresser. She asked me what it was, and I told her that I found it when I was studying abroad in Germany and thought it was cool.

To be clear, the story I’m about to tell is not about Eden. I’ve actually never told her about it.