The Hotel [MF]

“That’ll be 12.50 Sir”

I see the hotel in front of me.  

“Sir! That’ll be 12.50?!”

“Oh! Sorry I was districted”
I say digging into my pocket for the fare. 
Handing him a 10 and a 5 dollar bill. 
“That’s good, keep the change”

He gets out of the  cab and helps me bring my luggage to the door. 

I get the counter and give my name. The gentleman takes my credit card and taps on keys in rhythmic tune on the keyboard. 
He hands me my card back along with the key card for my room, I gather my luggage and make my way to the elevator. 

I fall. . . 
Falling freely with my arms wide open. 
Hitting the soft surface of the blankets then the firmness of the mattress. 
I let out a long groan of satisfaction that I’m done traveling for the day. 

I turn onto my back folding my hands on my chest. 
Feels so good to get away, even for just a night. 
There’s a vibration on the bed. 
I reach my arm out and begin sliding my hand around and find my cell. 

“Hello?”

[MF] stranded with the babysitter (very long)

ok guys, this happened a few weeks ago and i just absolutely NEED to tell someone. This story is absolutely full of bad decisions so if you can get past that then read on. Also prepare for horrible grammar and past tense present tense flip flops

Some backstory, im a 25 year old busy (married) professional with children. I hired a nanny (the title says babysitter because come on, thats way hotter. She is in fact a nanny which is basically a babysitter that i pay a lot more.) About 8 months ago. Her name is alyssa. Shes 19 yo petite, long brunette hair that almost touches her bubbly ass, with a perky pair of c cup breasts. Long legs and a very cute face with full pouty lips. Shes very mature and smart as fuck, and insanely professional which helps because it forces me to behave and not say anything too inapropriate around her, and she is absolutely steller at her job. Basically our relationship up to this point has been very professionally platonic though i definitely have jerked off thinking about her often.

Traveling with wife and her sister [MFF] (Kinda Long)

First off, I can’t believe this actually happened. It was always a shower dream of mine, that actually became real.

My wife Renee and her sister Michelle had planned on traveling to Amsterdam to visit Michelle’s friend that goes to grad school in the Netherlands. I was kind of hesitant about my wife and her sister traveling alone. Both are about 5’3-5’4 with a medium build in all the right places, dirty blonde hair, and green eyes and D sized chests. After a few days of negotiations, I agreed to go on the trip with them, because they knew how uncomfortable I was with them going alone. We landed on Friday night and immediately met up with Michelle’s friend that lived in Amsterdam. We walked and biked around checking out the gorgeous city and finally stopped at a restaurant for dinner and a few drinks!

After dinner and properly tipsy, we walked about to her friends flat. In hindsight, we should have thought about the logistics ahead of time! Her flat was more or less a small room with a bathroom, no place for the 3 of us to comfortably sleep, except for crashing on the floor. Luckily there was a hotel about 3 blocks away that had a vacancy. We were only planning on staying there the night, then finding a nicer hotel the next day, so we grabbed one room with 2 beds.

Princess Chapter 3: Moving Out [Mf][DDlg][fsub][MDom]

I lead you out and into my car, pulling out into the quiet suburban streets. I reach over and drop the strap from your shoulder nearest me, pulling the top down below your breast.  You look around outside the car in surprise and embarrassment, but my fingers caressing and teasing your nipple soon make you forget, and just trust me.

I enjoy the feeling and the sounds you make for a while, taking care to keep to streets I know will be quiet, and planning a nice long route to your place. Sat still at some lights I pinch, waiting for them to change. I savour the look on your face, staring at me wide-eyed as it begins to become uncomfortable. When the light turns green I let go suddenly, dropping my hand between your legs and hitching your skirt up. You gasp and pant as blood rushes back into your nipple, biting your lip. I gently take your hand and move it to your pussy, nodding back as you look at me questioningly.

Princess Chapter 3: Moving Out [Mf][DDlg][fsub][MDom]

I lead you out and into my car, pulling out into the quiet suburban streets. I reach over and drop the strap from your shoulder nearest me, pulling the top down below your breast.  You look around outside the car in surprise and embarrassment, but my fingers caressing and teasing your nipple soon make you forget, and just trust me.

I enjoy the feeling and the sounds you make for a while, taking care to keep to streets I know will be quiet, and planning a nice long route to your place. Sat still at some lights I pinch, waiting for them to change. I savour the look on your face, staring at me wide-eyed as it begins to become uncomfortable. When the light turns green I let go suddenly, dropping my hand between your legs and hitching your skirt up. You gasp and pant as blood rushes back into your nipple, biting your lip. I gently take your hand and move it to your pussy, nodding back as you look at me questioningly.

My fuck buddy begs me for cum on her bf’s bed [MF] [cheating]

This is something that happened to me a few years ago. I’d been having this on/off fuck-buddy type relationship for years with this girl I’ll call Amy. We first met when we were both 18 and we would basically meet up whenever we were done with our respective friend groups and screw all night. She moved away and then came back, I moved away and then came back. Whenever we would reunite we would teach each other our new kinks and have fucking crazy sex. She definitely opened some doors for me, and I think I did the same with her. But we never dated because…well, because I think we’re just not compatible to date, only to screw. We would drive each other crazy. Or, she would drive me crazy on purpose to wind me up and get me to treat her a certain way…if that makes sense.

[M]y experience of having my dick sucked by a girl at a real life gloryhole

Forgive the long preamble, but I’ll give a little background as context for how I came to be standing at a gloryhole having my cock sucked. I’m on the UK south coast and it’s 9:15pm as I begin writing; this experience happened about an hour ago this evening and I found it so hot I’d like to share it.

I’m 27 years old, people tell me I’m good looking and I know I dress well. However, I suspect I’m autistic (pretty oblivious to the large proportion of communication which is non-verbal), I’m 5’5″ (girls may say and even convince their own conscious minds that these things aren’t important, but your subconscious has more influence in your behaviour and it’s telling you that a bigger man is better) and, presented with my dick, nobody is going to be impressed or enthusiastic about it. It’s not the smallest, but it’s not good either.

Double Feature Picture Show [MF] [Exhibition] [Rough] [Long]

“See it’s like he’s dead or something.” Jenny said, having pulled the sides of her backless dress forward, pushing the fabric between her now bare breasts. She gave her shoulders a shake to jiggle them a little. I certainly looked, it wasn’t an unpleasant sight, but she didn’t break my concentration like most of the other guys in the parking lot. I continued to mix her drink and hand it over.

Those who have been to Rocky Horror are aware the culture there is much more relaxed than most places. People dressed in skimpy lingerie, both men and women, business suits, and sometimes just night shirts all together tend to learn and be accepting of each other’s quirks.

I had mentioned before in stories here that for one reason or another I just don’t have the same drive as most people. I wouldn’t quite classify myself as asexual, as I still enjoy sex. It’s not a chore for me, but I just lack the same amount of interest in it as others except for certain… cases.

Both Ends of the Sextrum [MFF]

This is a true story from about 5 years ago. I was single and just a couple of years out of university, finding my feet in my new career. Looking back, I realise these were probably the golden years of my life – no real responsibilities, no worries, no money, no bedtime.

I’d never been much of a clubber but I’m old friends with some Iranian-British girls who loved to hit the fancy clubs.

Dipshit me, who’s wallet was lighter than a paper clip, agreed to accompany them and some of their rich friends from the gulf to insert-French-word-here nightclub in Mayfair in London.

The place was shitty, packed to the tits with entitled arseholes, boring music and minimum table spends. I purposefully bought my own drinks and did not get involved in the ridiculous bottles of champagne for 300 quid a pop that the rest of these nobs were drinking.

I ended up spending a significant amount of time in the smoking area. Armed with a beer more expensive than a 2003 Fiat Punto, I lounged on the admittedly very nice garden furniture, listening to drunken phone arguments and below average flirting bellowing around me.

I [F] watched the bride fuck another man [MF] (a bit long)

I made this throwaway about a month ago with the intent of posting one of my own stories but I feel like this one is better. As I said this is a bit long, because I tend to ramble a bit even when I’m writing. And ya I don’t think my writing is very good so feel free to point out any errors and such.

This all happened about 5 years ago, it was my friend’s bachelorette party. We had gone out and done stuff during the day and hit the hotel at night. We were in our hotel room, listening to music, dancing, drinking (just a little bit). It was nothing out of the ordinary. It was pretty late at night, almost 2am and I was considering heading hack too my room to get some sleep. This where slowing down in general but things picked up pretty quick.